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The Shirt
A few people at BlogHer asked if I had T-shirts. Um, nope. I did not. But I do now. If you are so inclined, please go here to buy the very first official Leahpeah shirts which say “Flawed but...
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So Much Less Than It Should Be
I’m not sure where the weekend, Monday or today went, but suddenly it’s 5pm on Tuesday. I’ve been doing stuff. New projects (would you expect anything less) job interviews, new writing gigs etc. I hate...
View ArticleThe Heart Of Rockin'Roll
When I was fifteen my dad sent me to John Birch Society camp. The camp was in Colorado, and a group of people I’d never met before dropped by the house to give me a ride there. They all seemed a little...
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Alison Is Back
Alison is here for a few weeks. She’s brought her husband with her this time. And her beading. And her humming. There are few things better than hearing her quietly hum or sing in the next room. Maybe...
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Because I love the sound of my own voice (false) I made the first of what I hope to be the entire series of old columns in MP3 form. You can listen to me drone on and on about the planets in Lucky...
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New Paintings
I put some paintings in the store. Watercolors with blown ink and some multi-media ones.
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You Need To Hold My Hand (Or, Finally, Get A Tshirt)
Last week I went to Santa Barbara and had lunch with Eden. And why not, right? I mean, if you had the option of having lunch with Eden, you would, right? She’s funny and pretty and smells nice. She...
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Gingerbread Houses, er, Buildings, er, Somethings
After we got done gorging ourselves on turkey and stuffing and pie, we got out the supplies to make gingerbread houses. We used to do this every year but have slacked off the past few years. But this...
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Snow and Trip Recap
Here is what it looked like when we went to go get Joe from the airport on Friday night. Here is what it looked like the next morning. We drove home all day Sunday. I was a little worried about the...
View ArticleI Was A Wrangler At Blogher '07
Last year at Blogher, I commented on a distinct oogy feeling that permeated parts of the conference. This year, despite however much I was quietly alert for it, The Oogy did not appear. Blogher ’07 was...
View ArticlePeepshow
Everywhere I look there are flowers. I’m running and running and then finally come upon a swing set. Fabio turns to me and says, ‘Would you like a push?’ Without replying, (because I’m sure he knows my...
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