Tonight I was going to host the first official ThoughtsFromParis BlogHop where you could share your blog posts with my readers. And something wasn’t sitting right with me. I’ve done versions of this before, and quite frankly, it hasn’t really worked all that well. I didn’t want to promote a BlogHop and have it not benefit anyone. So I ditched it.
Tag: writing
Proud to be a Man of BlogHer
As I drove home from night two of BlogHer I started to cry.
I was lucky this year. BlogHer, the largest blogging conference in the country, was hosted in my hometown of Chicago. This meant easy travel from my condo to the conference. Actually, it was kind of a hassle. Sure I saved some dough by not having to spring for a hotel, but I was traveling back and forth at least once a day. Each time I parked it was $36. I had to go home to let the dog out.
Puns are Funs
3 people retweeted, and 9 followers "favorited" this. I'm proud.
When I’m on vacation with my family my immaturity reaches an all time high.
I revert back into childhood and jokewriting becomes a way to see how many puns I can funnel into a benign conversation. Because puns elicit groans (most of the time) I work on my delivery to try to sneak them into regular chit chat. It’s a little game I play with myself.
I Came Home For My Father’s Birthday and It’s All His Fault
My father is turning sixty-six tomorrow.
Yesterday he did the cutest thing. He called me to tell me he just ordered the Samsung Note 2 – the exact same phone I have. I had been talking up how great it is a few weeks back and he must have been listening. This is interesting because my father is not very technologically savvy. He’s no Luddite, but not exactly writing php in his spare time. He’s a dad. You know – types with two fingers, still doesn’t understand that Internet Explorer isn’t the internet. Heck – still uses Internet Explorer.
Just for Clarification Purposes – BandBackTogether BlogAThon
Originally posted at StarvingWriterAtLarge
I’ll warn you right now. You may not like the tone of this post. You may think I”m talking down or being condescending. I promise you, that’s not it at all. I’m just wanting to help people understand what having a mental illness is about. I hope it helps, at least, to make me seem a little more human, a little less scary, and that you’ll be willing to give me a chance.
That said I just want you to know that I am not-
I Called a Stranger – BandBackTogether BlogAThon
Originally posted on WhyILoveTheSemiColon
I called a stranger today. It’s not a completely unusual occurrence, at my job, to pick up the phone and call someone I’ve never spoken to before. I’m sure many people call strangers, many times a day. Nowadays, I think nothing of it, and that’s the strangest thing of all.
A Day Spent in your Bed Isn’t Always a Bad Thing – BandBackTogether BlogAThon
Originally posted at OldDogNewTits
Today was a weird day. My mother-in-law’s services were yesterday and I found myself trying to play second-tier hostess (my husband and his siblings being first, of course) to so many people. Many of whom I’ve never met before … or thought I hadn’t until they awkwardly reminded me of our first meeting.
What Is a Panic Attack? Just a Drop of Worry… – BandBackTogether BlogAThon
Originally Posted at JulieDeNeen
You know how it starts…
You’re doing something like the dishes or the laundry. Everything is calm and normal. Nothing really floating in your head until…
A thought.
One thought.
It zooms right past the back of your eyes and it goes something like this, “What if…..?â€
I Totally Got Gypped On My Date Tonight
I couldn't wait to slobber all over it.
I’m writing this from a date in progress. A ThoughtsFromParis first, as it were.
A woman I’m seeing who requested that I don’t use her real name (it’s Helen) asked me over for dinner tonight. The first bloggable moment came in the way she brought up this dinner over the phone.
