Then there was the time, at my first tech journalist job, when the entire network crashed right before deadline. Just died. –snick– Pandemonium, everyone running around screaming (especially the ad sales people, whose commissions depended on the info in the servers), and the managing editor bravely dragging out the hot wax and paper for some old-fashioned newspaper-style layout. Our parent [...]
Serves 12... if you can find the plates Blow the dust off your old recipe box and pull out that superb three-years-in-development recipe for your award-winning Triple-Chocoholic cake. No recipe. Recall the time you were late for the hotshop, needed a couple of index cards to line up colored powder on the marver like cocaine on a mirror, and the [...]
If you read the first part of this story you know that I've had a rocky relationship with brassieres. (And I haven't even told you about the time my bra snapped a button on my backless dress, causing my entire halter top to flip into my lap...at the ballet.) Underneath it all, though, I know things can be different. When my sister Becky told me that her new bra was a bastion of support and comfort, well, I wanted that too. I hit up Google Maps and started hunting for custom-fitted bra stores in glassland.
Whether you celebrate the Christian/pagan day or not, best wishes for a festive holiday season, and much hope and joy for the last 5 days of the year and the 365 to follow. Here's what should be the last of my fractured carols for 2010: The 12 days of Glassmass On the first day of Glassmass my true love gave [...]
