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I have less than one week to finish this draft of GOING BOVINE. True to course, I have become a person who bears a strange resemblance to a certain person mentioned here: http://justinelarbalestier.com/blog/?p=1213 This is always the fun part. Deadline crunch time....

Blog on Worst Make-Out songs to come. (seemed to be the winner of the VCB by a hair.) Have been having philosophical debates about what makes a make-out song bad or good. Baristas at Tea Lounge argued that Joy Division doesn't inspire lust. I disagree: I could loosen...

Yesterday, whilst writing and simultaneously eating lunch (always dicey given my motor skills), I bit into a sandwich and promptly felt a distinctly wrong crunch that had nothing to do with chicken and cheese. It was, in fact, my tooth, which had broken off and was...

I am now the proud (desperate?) owner of something called an airport. I don't know whether I got O'Hare or LaGuardia. And does this mean my emails will circle endlessly, waiting to land, and I will have a leg cramp and no pretzels to show for it all? {fingers crossed}...

It's official: My Internet hates me. My Internet just isn't that into me. My Internet wants to break up but, just like some guys I've dated, it's going to do it in a slow, sadistic, maybe-I'll-talk-to-you-today-maybe-I-won't fashion. My Internet sucks. Must go to...

Last week, Maureen and I got silly with the camera. Here it is for your viewing, um, pleasure? All I can say is, don't drink liquids around Mojo. Just don't do it. Maureen has promised a part two to come. I, for one, am a-skeered. Also, the most excellent new Maureen...

We have a new kitten. She is made of magic and fur and cuteness. I love her. Even when she attacks my toes and tries to eat them, I love her. Even when she crawls along the back of the sofa and jumps onto my head with her claws fully out, I love her. Even when she...

Thanks for all your sympathies on the bird poop story. I have to admit, when it happened—well, after the skeeve factor—I laughed and laughed. It was pretty funny. In an icky, I-have-poo-on-my-head sort of way. I have been remiss in letting folks in the NYC area know...

A bird pooped on my head this morning. As I was walking the boy to school, I felt a disgusting plop and I put my fingers up and pulled them away, covered in bird yuck. Ewwwww. The boy, of course, fell over laughing."A BIRD JUST POOPED ON YOUR HEAD!!!! A BIRD JUST...

Long time. Much travel. No bloggage. I wrote an entry about the Rochester Teen Book Festival, which kicked butt (the festival, not the entry), but forgot to post it before I left for Texas and TLA. Actually, that's not true. I have had a helluva time prying my...

I loved all your suggestions for the dream casting of AGATB, the movie. Looks like we had some of the same people in mind, and you guys brought up some that I wished I had thought of--Olivia Williams, Toni Collette, Judi Dench--plus lots more I didn't know about. Good...

Well, my, my, my, but you are a bloodthirsty lot. So far, #2, A Tale of Personal Humiliation, is the Barack Obama to the Hilary Clinton of #1, Unlikely Musicals, in my Viewer’s Choice blog poll. I just may have the unenviable task of trolling through my huge trove of...