My name is Colleen, and I am a procrastinator. (Hello, Colleen!) It has been four years since I balanced my checkbook. I recently renamed my backlog of unread New Yorkers “The End Table”. My closets and drawers and to-do lists have cruft so crufty, they’ve developed their own cruft. I know that I have to [...]
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Sundays have always been tricky for me, a love/hate, digging-the-Now-whilst-dreading-the-Future kind of proposition. Even as all my days become like all my other days (the curse of the freelancer), on Sunday, I still want a little something extra in the way of comfort: an extra half-hour in that toasty bed divot, a higher ratio of [...]
Recently, I started returning my phone calls. Not that I’d ever subscribed to the local shitiquette of blowing people off by not returning their phone calls; I’m far too Midwestern for that. But for several months, oh, hell…a couple of years, really, I got into the highly antisocial habit of turning my calls around via [...]
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From the mouths of a**holes
About ten years ago, shortly after I’d decided to give up the uncertain and (for me) unsatisfying waters of advertising for a sensible career in acting, I thought it might be a good idea to take a class or two, since I had no idea of what I was doing. Of course, being hopelessly goal-oriented [...]
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The Communicatrix…Listens?
Like most of you, the communicatrix has an agenda. Don’t know what yours are, but mine is to share certain hard-won truths. Well, really, a bunch of petty, not-so-hard-won truths, best thinking-man’s hoochie site, kick-ass theater, worst phone ever, and one Big Fat Mama Truth, the Truth, if you will. I have some tools in [...]
