Category: Joe
It's 4:20 Somewhere
By Lexi on Mar 26, 2011 | In Joe, Weed
This fine, sunny Saturday afternoon brings with it a topic I'm not usually vocal about; I'm in the exact right mood, as it were, to speak out. Also I am watching Marijuana: A Chronic History on the History Channel right now.
Mickey Grouse
By Michelle DiPoala on Sep 27, 2010 | In Fun, Joe, People Problems
"I want to go to Disneyland," I said to Joe, two seconds after seeing a TV commercial featuring flying Dumbo transporting the happiest family ever from their home to the park.
Wishful Thinking Zone
By Michelle DiPoala on Feb 16, 2010 | In Melancholy, Joe, Real Estate
"Why do you do this?"
A simple enough question. Why it made me tearful? That part isn't so simple. This is a bout between me and my own whiny self pity, so if you're not in the mood or are sick of people griping about the economy, move along, nothin' to see here.
I See You, You See Me
By Michelle DiPoala on Jan 28, 2010 | In Writing, Facebook, Work, Joe, People Problems, Fat, doctors, Politics
I see you over there in the menu bar, Weight Watcher's tab, don't get all lonely because I haven't touched you since summer. I got stuff for you too, I just haven't felt like writing. And you know those Facebook statuses? They've been taking the place of Low Budget Superhero. Almost a decade of writing, and it's coming undone because I can now post my thoughts in 220 character micro-blogs throughout the day and night, getting immediate and satisfying comments from every other obsessive Live Feed button-pusher. You know who you are! I have no legitimate claims to outrage, having been the cheerleader whose rallying whoops enticed at least five people to join. If you're tweeting because of me, I'm sorry.
Beer and Floating in Cherry Hill
By Michelle DiPoala on Jul 19, 2009 | In Family, Travel, Fun, Weather, Joe
Forgive the badly-barely-punned title, it's too nice a day and too gloriously lazy to come up with anything clever!
I'm poolside at Joe's parents' place in New Jersey, it's a gorgeous afternoon. And this is the actual "first taste of summer" we've yet had.
Oblique Strategy for Life: Go With It, Dude
By Michelle DiPoala on Jul 12, 2009 | In Diary, Background, Joe, Brian Eno, Oblique Strategies
Let me preface this by saying something about Brian Eno: Before summer of 2002, I didn't know a whole lot about Brian Eno. I never bought a lick of Brian Eno music. I never subscribed to the school of ambient music at all, in fact. So how did Brian Eno change the course of my life?
I'm A Dull Boy
By Michelle DiPoala on Jun 6, 2009 | In Writing, Work, Joe
You would think, having quit local rock, that I'd have scads of extra time now, right? I somehow don't...or, I do but I'm squandering precious time on stupid shit. For example, I probably need to lay off the Facebook thing for awhile. I'm going to reach the end of my life and have to explain to my maker that I never did write the Great American Novel because I was too busy clicking "Hide" on all my friends' efforts to find out who they are...
We Wish You A Bleary Christmas and a Crappy New Year
By Michelle DiPoala on Dec 22, 2008 | In Christmas, Travel, Melancholy, Work, Joe
As I happily wrap presents, tie sparkly ribbon into floppy bows and make decorations from faux greens and baubles from the Dollar Store, I notice that there seems to be a lot of humbugging going on among my friends and acquaintances this year.
