Suzanne Vega has a new album!  Yay!  Money I will soon be spending.  I wonder if I can get to the CD shop tonight...

I keep wanting to write and having nothing to write about.  Work's been good tho.  I broke some pretty decently big news last week... that was sweet.  Got a sheepish call the next morning from the reporter/friend assigned to pick up ( Read more... )

Not that we don't all know that food ads are lies, especially fast food ads.  But this website's comparison of fantasy v. reality is pretty cool. 

After two years of loyal service, my lovely radio station has given me my first raise.  Oh joy!  Oh impending steak dinners!  Oh no, new tax bracket!

According to my pay stub, once Uncle Sam gets his slice, my raise apparently = $.62 / pay period.  Oh impending candy bar!

 
Bear’s body jams traffic

by staff reports
published November 14, 2007 12:15 am

ASHEVILLE - Traffic on westbound Interstate 240 near the intersection with Interstate 40 clogged Tuesday about 2:30 p.m. as workers with the Incident Management Assistance Patrols worked to remove a bear carcass from the roadway.

A Glossery:

MGD -- Miller Genuine Draft or Million Gallons/Day?  Thanks guys, now I associate getting drunk with sewer capacity. I hate you.

Tuburculation -- As in "In this slide we see the advanced tuburculation inside one of our downtown water pipes..."  Way to turn a noun into a ... what is that anyway?  An adverb?  Another noun?  In any case, ( Read more... )

Final line of what is, of course, a very tragic story on the South Carolina news wires:

"Fire officials say this is the third person in the past three years to die after setting themselves on fire while burning trash in Spartanburg County."
 Makes you wonder what's in all that trash...

These are the top 106 books most often marked as "unread" by LibraryThing's users (as of whenever this meme started). Bold what you have read, italicize those you started but couldn't finish, and strike through what you couldn't stand. Add an asterisk to those you've read more than once. Underline those on your to-read list (again if necessary).

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Weekend Edition killed my story!

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

Apparently NPR took a gamble on me being funny and I wasn't funny enough.  Or coherent, they said, despite the fact that the evening editor passed the story.

I am getting so tired of this shit.  I mean, really, how many hoops do you have to jump through with these fucking people?  Why do  ( Read more... )

After a week of tragedy coverage (from which I did learn the important fact that I am apparently not the only reporter who pretends to be some other, tougher reporter when forced to do terrible things like call up grieving families or ask mean questions), my NPR editor suddenly became very interested in a pitch I sent him two weeks ago about a ( Read more... )

Apparently, all impulses to the contrary, pledge drive does not mean a suspension of the normal rules of digestion.  That means I can not actually eat three peanut butter blossom cookies, two Eggo blueberry waffles, a Krispy Kreme donut, and four cups of coffee before 10am and suffer no ill effects ( Read more... )