Monthly Archives: April 2011

Office jobs are tough. I know we cubicle farmhands aren’t exactly hammering diamonds in dusty mineshafts, landing planes in snowy storms, or performing emergency appendectomies. But still — what we’re doing is complex mail merges to make envelope labels, compiling … Continue reading →

When the bass kicks in the song kicks up to a whole new part of its game. Your head starts grooving, your arms start moving, and everything inside you just wants to dance. AWESOME! The Book of (Even More) Awesome … Continue reading →

Why hello, little cup of strawberry-banana punch. How you doing, pepper-dill crackers? Don’t mind if I do, spicy salami wrapped around a piece of melon. Yes, eating a free sample of something you have no intention of buying is a … Continue reading →

I started writing 1000 Awesome Things on June 20, 2008 as my life was swirling and twirling. It seemed like every day was cloudy as every morning I’d wheel my car up icy onramps straight into red-light traffic jams to … Continue reading →

Flap, flap, flap. It’s gut check time. Scientists suggest the fluttery feeling of buttery flies in your tum tum just comes from blood flowing away from your digestive system and zooming everywhere else in your body. Yeah, you know how … Continue reading →

AWESOME! – Email message – “I moved in with a new roommate in the beginning of this school year and we decided to make our own list of AWESOME! things to hang up in our drab dorm room.  Some of … Continue reading →

Erik and Danny have a baby. I was at a wedding a few months back and bumped into the fresh parents after missing them for a few years. They’ve popped out a couple pumpkins since I saw them at school … Continue reading →

Scratch the crusty grill with the fraying wire brush so all the tiny black flecks spray on your baggy khaki shorts. Twist open the spiderweb-covered propane tank or light the charcoal and then go inside to assemble your plastic tray … Continue reading →

Welcome to the saloon. Jump off your tired horse, kick your cowboy boots together, and step through the swinging gates into your home away from home. Dusty sunbeams streak through dirty stained-glass windows and shadows fall on your closest friends … Continue reading →

I’m pretty forgetful. I forget keys in my pants, food in my microwave, and words at the end of my. Being forgetful is a terrible thing. Seriously, if you’ve ever tapped your empty pockets in front of your locked front … Continue reading →