homeofdismay.blogspot.com
home of dismay: 07/01/2003 - 08/01/2003
http://homeofdismay.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html
Taking the passive out of passive-aggressive. Sunday, July 13, 2003. Instead of a regular Good Humor man, my neighborhood has Ice Cream Joe. Ice Cream Joe drives a wildly hand-painted Chevy van, all primary colors in insane swirls, as though a bunch of ten-year-olds painted it. And his van doesn't play a song- he actually has bells that he rings by hand. All of this endears me to him. In front of an ice cream shop. In front of the ice cream concession. Children like the mystery of the ice cream truck, th...
homeofdismay.blogspot.com
home of dismay: 08/01/2004 - 09/01/2004
http://homeofdismay.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html
Taking the passive out of passive-aggressive. Tuesday, August 31, 2004. I just finished listening to our distinguished Lt. Governor, Mr. Michael Steele, aka Uncle Tom. His best quote of the night was "It no longer matters whether you can get a seat at the lunch counter. what matters is, can you own the lunch counter? No, actually, what matters is, can you afford lunch? Posted by Claire @ 6:53 PM. Wednesday, August 18, 2004. Posted by Claire @ 7:55 PM. Thursday, August 05, 2004. It comforts me that nowada...
receptionista.typepad.com
pinprick designs: happy holidays!
http://receptionista.typepad.com/pinprick/2005/12/happy_holidays.html
Laquo; last day for custom orders! This has nothing to do with the actual work i do ». December 22, 2005. Regardless of what you celebrate, i hope you and your loved ones have a happy happy holiday. me, i'm going to make latkes and hang around the house watching movies. i'm pretty excited. Have a great new year! December 22, 2005 in pinprick. Have a great new year in a great new town! Wishing you all the best blessings! December 29, 2005 at 07:31 PM. I was on the plane the other day flying back from seat...
homeofdismay.blogspot.com
home of dismay: 04/01/2003 - 05/01/2003
http://homeofdismay.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html
Taking the passive out of passive-aggressive. Sunday, April 27, 2003. Posted by Claire @ 7:33 PM. Thursday, April 24, 2003. Personally, I don't think there's anything wrong with selling shit. In advertising, that's what we're doing. The clients admit it, but the agencies (even those few that pay lip service to the idea) won't admit it. It's got to be all high-minded: brand, identity, integrity. It's SALES, people! Please. You've got to make the close. Sure, it's fun to play with brand- wow! When my fathe...
homeofdismay.blogspot.com
home of dismay: 02/01/2003 - 03/01/2003
http://homeofdismay.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html
Taking the passive out of passive-aggressive. Monday, February 24, 2003. Illness this weekend: the creepy fever kind that sneaks up on you. Unless you've had a high fever recently, you won't be able to remember the exact feeling, not in any real sensory way, not at the level of your cells. That bone-tired, wet-throat agony to get out of bed. Arms with thirty-pound weights attached. Try Sleep Number 40! Try Sleep Number 90! Just a click, and you're in heaven. Jimmy Carter said today that he thought anti-A...
homeofdismay.blogspot.com
home of dismay: 12/01/2002 - 01/01/2003
http://homeofdismay.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html
Taking the passive out of passive-aggressive. Tuesday, December 31, 2002. Well, the holidays are over, and I'm over them too. No more wine hangover, no more trips to Target, no more friends from out of town. No more endless meals consisting mostly of meat. Posted by Claire @ 8:22 AM. Monday, December 23, 2002. It’s the night before Christmas Eve, what is that? Posted by Claire @ 9:07 PM. Or maybe we all are, just about different stuff. Well, that I can understand. I mean, who doesn't like lots of eye...
homeofdismay.blogspot.com
home of dismay: 03/01/2003 - 04/01/2003
http://homeofdismay.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html
Taking the passive out of passive-aggressive. Tuesday, March 25, 2003. Had the one guy made some perverse comment about me to the other? When I got my ground sirloin, the one butcher grinned at me with that cat-ate-the-canary look. What is it with butchers? Is it their constant exposure to meat, that makes women look like pieces of steak? They should've kept that sign up. It wasn't a joke- it was a warning. Posted by Claire @ 7:39 PM. Saturday, March 22, 2003. Shock and awe indeed! Tuesday, March 18, 2003.