If anyone asks, I was never here, okay? I’m supposed to be editing video right now.
Someone ordered a planetclaire t-shirt. Along with an OC shirt. Something about that makes me insanely happy.
And helps me pay rent at the same time.
Heh. Anyway, dreary weekend this. Nothing but rain. When I … More
I got a phone call from my cousin today around 10 AM. Which seemed odd. Turns out Gardner Hardware was declared Best Hardware Store in City Page’s Best of 2006. How awesome is that?
Except now I should really update the website. D’oh.
Sounds like the Anvil Drop is slated for … More
Oz tally from tonight’s The Bedford Diaries: Claire and Busmalis! Woo hoo!
I feel like it’s The Jury tally all over again. I miss that.
I hope Kristin Rohde shows up more. I like her.
My upstairs neighbor, someone I always thought was relatively cooler than me, is rockin’ out to some Sheryl Crow.
I guess I’m not a very good judge of character.
I had a crappy day. Punctuated intermittently by more crappiness. I scrambled all day to get out of work on time, only … More
Happy Earth Day.
I went to my grocery store and it was all about Earth Day. There were like 20 food sample stations set up with organic food. And this is not a large store.
One of the things that always weirds me out there is they have little stations with, say, … More
In the category of “You Never Know Who You Might Pass on the Street”: Today I made a couple copies for an older gentleman.
A lot of the older folks who come into the shop refuse to attempt to use the self-serve copier and I’ve learned it’s just easier to … More
Driving home from work today I turned my head quickly and saw a headless guy riding a bike.
Which freaked me the hell out until I realized it was a short guy riding a bike with his head under his jacket to keep out the rain.
But for a split second … More
In the interest of complete honesty here at planetclaire, I will admit that brunch was mighty tasty and moms kindly picked up the tab. Last year we started doing Easter brunch at a local pasta bar and their version of brunch is nothing like what I grew up with. I’ve … More
I was uploading a file and grabbed a pen next to me and started running it up and down my leg aimlessly. Which would have been a non-story if I had noticed the pen was clicked on.
Now I have blue pen lines running up and down my leg.
In other … More
The Loop, while doomed, might be growing on me. Not sure if it’s like a fungus or not.
After Adam Brody showed up in a guest spot (that I don’t think was widely advertised) they played Sunday’s Best’s Indian Summer.
I hadn’t heard it in ages:
I can’t believe he’s such … More
So I went outside tonight and the air smelled like…
Okay, it reminded me of a bad combination of a multitude of Strawberry Shortcake dolls.
Remember those? They all smelled like whatever they were named after.
I had a friend when I was a kid who had every single one of them … More
I was driving home and just a few blocks away from my place when I turned the corner and there’s this wannabe Tony Hawk lamely skateboarding down the middle of the street. So I figured, you stay in the middle, I don’t have a problem. Instead, when I was about … More
I’ve had some really bizarre snippets of life lately that just don’t translate well into words. The three pages worth of backstory leading up to the punchline bore the hell out of even me. And I usually think I’m pretty damn funny.
It cracked me up that hours after realizing that, … More
I’m not working tonight.
Okay, I am, but later.
It was a weird day today. After my boss thought I had quit yesterday when I was ten minutes later than my usually ten minutes late, I thought I’d call her this morning and let her know I was, again, running late.
Which … More
Although it means I’ll have to start—
Fuck. Okay, humor me with my mid-sentence tangent.
Oz shout out from Bedford Diaries:
Prof: Last week we discussed the definition of sexual misconduct. This week let’s talk about responsibility. Whoever you had for sixth grade health— Ms. Franklin, Sister Peter Marie…
Heh.
Anyway, since … More
I hate daylight savings. It’s never a smooth transition and I end up grumpy for like a week.
Okay, not really. But it’s still annoying. And I’m tired.
I spent the evening editing video footage of a forum on voting in MN. Now I’m spending the afternoon saving video clips of it. … More
Clean slate. Hey, Slate. Hm. I’ll be right back.
Okay, this is from Uncle Tupelo’s last show:
Slate : Mississippi Nights (05.01.94)
I love that song. All of Anodyne is a beautiful album, though. And I finally lived up to my word and uploaded The Last Truck Stop on Earth for … More
