Enter the Crystal Bridge
So… how to start. I look over at coworker Andy sitting at his desk in tears laughing. After a bit of prodding here’s what I find out: - Andy used to live in Santa Cruz - He moved to Iowa for a couple years and his parents rented out their house in SC to a musician - When they came back, musician dude gave them one of his album - It was hilarious - Andy lost it - Andy found it… on...
SOMEONE CALLED ME GRUMPY TODAY. Not true. Here are some this that I AM: - Jumpy - Lumpy - Dumpy - Humpy - Stumpy - Chumpy - Pump(kin)y - Bumpy - Sleep deprived - At work - Feeling guilty about not blogging in a while - Rumpy BUT NOT GRUMPY!
Hey everybody, Due to the unprecedented response to my Childhood Scans series I’ve compiled the top 20 or so selections of my childhood works into a compilation I’m calling “Special: Selected writings of America’s greatest child (me)”. I’ll have it for sale at shows or if you see me in person elsewhere I’ll try to have one on me. They are $5 since...
My coworker observes that I have changed the name of my iTunes music library from “Emily Heller’s Library” to “Emily Heller’s Penis Library”: 3:02:21 PM Emily Sims: your penis likes NPR a lot 3:02:29 PM Emily Heller: hell yayr 3:02:35 PM Emily Heller: those are some good penises 3:02:38 PM Emily Heller: they goin in the LIBRARY 3:02:48 PM Emily Sims: wait wait...