I think someone threw all the street signs in the harbor after they were done with the tea
As promised, here is a legitimate update of recent events. The plan for last night was for me and my friend to drive to Boston, find the theater where the concert would be, park nearby, walk to the theater, enjoy the show, walk back, drive home. What actually happened was we were a late getting on the road, I missed one bloody sign (or did I just fall victim to a recent sign-stealing crime and...
Read MoreAuthors who pretentiously drew inspiration from sidewalk bistros, eat your heart out
I’m taking this creative writing class at the moment. It’s a pretty neat class, especially given my interest in writing and all that. So far, it’s been a great springboard to help me with techniques that would have otherwise stayed un-honed and I’m enjoying the experience overall. For next Tuesday, I have due a five to seven page fiction piece on pretty much anything I...
Read MoreI’m pro-life. Sort of.
I’m pregnant. As much as this is always a pleasure for me, it is also quite a burden at times. I’m frequently pregnant, in fact. It’s almost a constant state for me. But how, Beth? you may ask. I thought you hated children and had an aversion to male reproductive parts in general? you might wonder. It’s time for a vocab lesson, guys. Get your mind out of the uterus and...
Read MoreHow to be cool: Lesson 2
I have always prided myself on being a musically open person. I’ve got a pretty wide variety of artists on my MP3 player, spanning multiple genres with classic Ella Fitzgerald, guilty pleasure Christina Aguilera, thrashing and screaming System of a Down, the mandolin-driven Ditty Bops, the afrocentric Tribe Called Quest, jazz flutist Dave Valentin, rambling Phish, and so on. I’ll try...
Read MoreHow to be cool: Lesson 1
About two weeks ago I lost a dear friend of mine. I’d only known her a year, but I had many good memories with her. She took me to places near and far, and always came home with me after I was done. Julie died in my driveway, never to start again. My cute little ’96 Plymouth Neon had only been mine for a year and she died. When I tell people this, I am often asked what was wrong with...
Read MoreHow to be cool: an introduction
Although I have seldom been the type to bow to societal pressures in order to gain acceptance from my peers, I have at times felt that if I had a particular interest or skill I would feel “cooler”. When I was in second grade, I purchased many vending machine rings which turned my fingers green because it was the fad. In third grade I spent my allowance on Beanie Babies and brought...
Read MoreAbout Me
I'm cool and I write things that are awesome! and i like to use the word awesome!