There are certain times when it is totally ok to just gank a photo from a stranger’s Facebook page and post it on your tumblr, even if you are a person with a career in publishing who knows all kinds of copyright laws n stuff because GAHHHHHAHHHHHAHAHHHH. One day this will happen to me.
Via Jarvis Cocker’s Sunday Service, which is my favorite Facebook feed.
Follow-up on the new project bug.
Last night I did my coding class things and learned a lot. Fiction writing and wedding website are forthcoming. I emailed a local org about getting involved with youth and media literacy programs. I am always writing nonfiction but I am waiting until I am feeling more nonfictiony to focus more on those efforts. Maybe later in the summer.
Thank you for all your suggestions and kickstarting my motivation! The best crowdsourcing chases away confusion.
I’ve got the new project bug.
And I have a few options.
1.) One of the options is start a new blog or website. This is always an option! I buy URLs and set new Tumblr names and I never act on them, even when it is a great idea. This is obviously the most fun but the least practical in every respect. I mean, you all totally want to read a regular blog about what I think about the repetitive local arts and media scene, don’t you? Ugh, why am I even thinking about this?
2.) Continue the freelance work I have been doing and just have at it, which is a good and sensible option and I really can’t afford not to. But I have no inspiration at the moment and even the writing I’m working on isn’t really publishable.
3.) Get back to writing that novel I started earlier this year. I should just do this. I’m writing a novel, motherfuckers. A brilliant novel. Jesus christ.
4.) Do some writing not for freelance but for some of the fun local outlets that don’t pay.
5.) Just read all the backlogs of the fun media outlets that I’ve let fall by the wayside and smile about it.
6.) Work on my wedding website, which I need to do anyway. I mean, it’s a wedding website, but god knows I like building websites.
7.) Update my professional website, which I need to do anyway.
8.) Write a screenplay! Sounds fun, right?
9.) Start making little movies. I think I like making little movies. I like doing it for work, anyway, and little movies are the future, according to Soderberg.
10.) Get involved with a local org on doing media literacy work with youth, which I have been wanting to do for a while and really need to just email the right person.
11.) Just straight up learn to code better. I have a Lynda subscription and should use it.
12.) I should write in a damn diary.
I think I will pick 3 or 4 choices of these, at least for the summer. Is that even feasible? Maybe 4 practical ones and one impractical one. It is not always time to act on the new project bug, but I think now may be a good time. What should I do?
“Christie Leads Prince on Tour of Damage”
In a whirlwind road tour that many have likened to General Sherman’s march across Georgia, New Jersey governor Chris Christie has accompanied his best friend, the musical artist known as Prince, on a grooving, boozing and wholly devastating crash course of high cool across much of the country. Their voyage of womanizing and loudmouthing has left millions affected and without power to retain control of their own lives. No word yet on final casualties, but both First Avenue in Minneapolis and the Meadowlands have been overrun with coolhunting zombies dancing and drooling, in wondrous awe of the obnoxious entertainments to which they had just been subjected.

Are you a gossip?
Women's Choirs Make Solos Seem Lonely
I wrote about three very different women’s choirs in the Twin Cities and all the cool work they do— defying everything our culture puts forward about catty, competitive women. Thanks to all the ladies who participated; this was a fun piece to put together!
This was clearly during Prince’s brief country phase. (at Township Auditorium)
Pretty sure this was right before his Prairie Home Companion appearance.
It wasn’t til I packed my pantry that I realized I had a badass old school iron bottle opener on my wall this whole time. What a missed opportunity to open more bottles.
I’ll miss my bachelorette pad but it’s time to move on to bigger and better things!

