Putting It All Together


Jul
12
2010

Bed, Bath, and Beyonce

I should tell you first of all that this post has nothing to do with Beyonce. If you want to read about Beyonce, you should go and talk to my friend Alison, who had dinner with her last week. Yeah, that sounded much better than it actually was: Alison didn't so much "have dinner with her" as she "had dinner in a restaurant in which Beyonce was also having dinner," but that second way doesn't sound half as good. Although, tomayto, tomahto, you know? The way I see it, Alison was having dinner. Beyonce was having dinner. Ergo, Alison had dinner with Beyonce. Let's leave it at that.

Anyway, this post, as I mentioned, has nothing to do with Beyonce, but it does have something to do with beds and baths, and if you watch the video below—the last in the Putting It All Together series, sadly—you'll see what I mean.

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Jun
06
2010

Home Is Where The Billy Bookcase Is

I'm sure it comes as no surprise that one of the things I'm most looking forward to about moving into our first house---seriously, a house, with things like (gasp!) a staircase and an office, and yes, these things are such novelties that the italics are totally required---is all the redecorating we're going to get to do.

Did you ever see my living room in Charleston? It looked like this:

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May
23
2010

Things That Are Important When Choosing A Mate

I think we can all agree that there are certain characteristics one looks for when choosing a partner, can we not? Some of those characteristics may come and go a little with age---for the latter half of the 1990s, my own personal list was amended to include "eyebrow piercing" and "knowledge of the oeuvre of Jim Morrison"---but the main things we look for in a mate rarely change, I think. I've always been drawn towards artsy boys, for instance, and in college I went through a short-lived phase of dating people whose last names began with H. (Although that was pretty much just coincidence, I think, and not a matter of me going up to men on the street and saying "You're nice-looking, but what's your last name? Smith, you say? Oh, forget it then, never mind.")

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