
Unplugged
Phlegm Fatale
I started to feel it around hour 9 of the movie “The Hunger Games”. What? That movie was only two hours and twenty-two minutes, you say? Oh sorry, I guess it was just my imagination that my entire four years of college seemed to go by faster- and I went to UMBC. Anyway, it came over me so…
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Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on 04/18/12 at 08:26 AM
My friend Jamie just called me for some advice. She was in that nifty craft store, Hobby Lobby, buying materials to make a costume for a Cinco De Mayo party. She is going as a giant taco. “Do you think a soft shell is going to add weight? Or is the hard shell too yellow for my skin?”…
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Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on 02/28/12 at 07:45 PM
The January mid-season shows are starting. Can’t you hear the roaring? No, that wasn’t the MGM lion. It was me, yawning and gagging- at the same time. I don’t know when I lost my interest in TV, but I think it was about the time Oprah named her network, “OWN” as in, the universe, your soul and soon,…
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Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on 01/17/12 at 05:09 PM
I am suffering with a problem that is currently plaguing millions of Americans. I’m not talking about those who are trying to devise a way to deport the entire Kardashian family, Snookie and most of the “Real Housewives” off to the Island of Duh. My issue is far less complicated: I’m unemployed. While my pursuits have been rewarding…
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Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on 11/20/11 at 01:59 PM
“Hell was full, so I came back”. I did not find that statement in some Jean-Paul Sartre-esque book filled with witty deep thoughts. Nope, I found it on Roland Avenue. It was on the bumper of a beat up Volkswagen Jetta that was drifting into the bike lane. You wanna talk about hell, Mr. Farfegnugen? Hell, is when…
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Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on 10/21/11 at 08:54 AM
I didn’t go to the Baltimore Grand Prix- I gave away my tickets. Oh sure, it might have been fun to watch cars actually go more than the usual 3 miles mph down Pratt Street. But my heart wasn’t in it. Actually my feet weren’t in it. I went to one Orioles game this spring and spent most…
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Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on 10/04/11 at 06:32 PM

