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Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Blue Light Special

I just totally, deservedly got pulled over. I ran a red light right in front of a cop at the corner of Crawford and Walton Way. It was my fault, one of those times where being a mom and being, well, ME don't really gel.Emmie was caterwalling in the...

Peek-a-Boo

This is Alice concentrating. This is Alice telling me to go screw myself...

It's not the chef's choice. He was born that way.

AUGUSTA, GA. - I'm desperate to find a story for "In the Mix," because Intern J. has fucked off. Again. So I'm looking for stupid questions to ask some poor, unsuspecting server. A.W. had suggested Homokaasu. So I go there.Let me suggest that you do...

This is not even close to the last time I will annoy the universe with photos of my kid

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Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Atcher service

AUGUSTA, GA. - So Scott was out at the Coliseum Authority meeting, covering a group of people so frequently inept that the organization would probably function better if they forgot to hold meetings at all. He had just opened the door and hopped in...

Monday, September 24, 2007

Sticking in Your Brain...

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Surprise!

This little guy was in a bush outside of the Ruby Tuesday's in North Augusta. I was interviewing the To-Go 'Ho there and was positioning her for a picture. I thought she was going to jump out of her skin when she saw the praying manti...

Chim-Chiminey

"I'm going to post more video to my blog later, but it just takes so long to upload the motherfuckers.""Nice language, Mary Poppins...

Saturday, September 22, 2007

How do you solve a problem like my Emmie?

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Friday, September 21, 2007

I feel this man's pain.

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Touche! via E-mail

Austin Rhodes: Stacey, Can I get an OFF THE RECORD AND NON-REPEATABLE preview of how I did in the Metro best contest? - Austin.Me: Austin, I think I can safely say that you are the most obnoxious DJ in the CSRA - but I can't tell you how our readers...

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Just an observation

Sending threatening e-mails to journalists isn't an original idea, nor does it faze us much... especially when you send it to the WRONG JOURNALIST AT THE WRONG NEWSPAPER.Stupi...

Local, Original Art at a Fraction of the Gallery Price

Friday, Sept. 28, from 5-7 p.m., the Metro Spirit will hold a reception in our offices at 700 Broad Street. The paintings will be sold to whomever has posted the highest bid at 7 p....

Requiem for a Dream

Tom got a bag o' treats for his birthday. Snack bags galore! He passes them out to us all."What should I put on Angel's desk?" he asks."Cheezits!" Amy cries. "For Corey!""Yes!" we all agree.Erika raises a Cheezit in the air: "I eat this Cheezit in the...

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

TV Prep: A Dance Marathon

I left my notes at work. I have an ear infection that blew out one of my eardrums. I have a notorious tendency to stammer, babble like a maniac and laugh like a hyena when I'm nervous. I know! Let's put me on TV!Sweet. As if I haven't shown my ass enough...

Television will never be the same

So I did my first live TV broadcast on the retiree-heavy noon show on NBC Augusta. Clearly, they were desperate for guests. But I didn't get all dressed up for nothing. It was an incredible two minutes, one that will be remembered in Augusta history.Okay,...

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

To Emerson

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This month, you learned to act. It was as I feared: your father's DNA has taken control. "You hear it?" you have begun frequently asking, hands to your cheeks. I stop and listen. "No, sweetheart, what is it?" "You hear Pizza?" No. I definitely don't...

More dang hippies... who at least can read...

AUGUSTA, GA. - So we lost the super great Corey Pein to Willamette Week (oh, screw 'em with their Pulitzer Prize. Lah-di-dah), but we've been reading his stuff online. Can't live without the sly wit he brings to his stories. Yet, even more interesting...

Monday, September 17, 2007

Hee Hee... I mean, Hey!

"Did you tell Scott you're going to be on NBC tomorrow?" A.C. asks me.I laugh. "No. I'm not looking forward to it."I can hear her chuckling to herself: "Is he going to be jealous? Is he going to insist on standing next to you?"We all laugh.Hmmm. Maybe.(luh-boo...

Slow Speed Chase

I'm trying to get Scott off the computer so that I can look up providers on my insurance company's website, but despite the fact that I have lain my Diet Coke and breakfast on the desk in front of him and am standing over him and that I have said "I...

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Frickin' Hippies

I lurves me some New Moon Cafe, like really a lot. But I didn't know they had breakfast sandwiches. I stopped this morning to grab me some of that. BUY LOCAL, PEOPLE! McDonald's doesn't need anymore help! These are about the nicest people I've ever...

Monday, September 10, 2007

We're joking about all of T.G.'s many packages of Saltines. His wife jokes that you can always find him by following the empty American cheese wrappers. It morphs into the idea of eating crackers when you're sick. I don't know how, but that's where...

Sunday, September 09, 2007

Brains... need brains...!

I've been sick and a little loopy as a result. When Scott got up this morning I had a chance to run out to the car to get my decongestant without Emmie screeching, "No go work, Mama! I come too!"So I stumble outside (bright light! bright light!) and...

Thursday, September 06, 2007

I am Me

So I'm at the bank today, which sits catty corner from my office. The tellers can watch me walk from the front door of the newspaper office to the counter without missing but a second of my stroll. I know all of these tellers. They know where I work....

What's that Smell?

...and my perfume today is Mango-Orange. No, I didn't choose it. I was unwittingly sprayed by the automatic air freshener at Emerson's day car...

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

A Long Trip

Long story short - though more blog entries are to come - we managed to turn a 3 and 1/2 hour trip back from Myrtle Beach into a 5 hour trip back from Myrtle Beach through my husband and mine's collective stupidity. By the time we got back, it was 10:15...

Saturday, September 01, 2007

Translation: Fun's Over

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Emerson was lying in bed with us, unbeknown to Scott. He rolled over and she patted him on the face, startling him into wakefulness. "Hey, little girl. How did you get in here?" "Iba choo an' den a banket an' I kime a feeno inda for a BID one an' den...