8. Help Keds find a job — irrelevant

Dear Weblog Superfans,

Recently, my lovely wife was informed, rather tersely, that she will have a job for the next six months, which potentially makes my #8 irrelevant. That one was on there because she was working far, far away from Richmond and so was having trouble making contacts and finding jobs to apply for. (I don’t actually know how true that is, since she and I didn’t talk about it too much, it being a somewhat large source of stress.) But I wanted to help, because then it might go faster, and I might have a nice person to kick at night when I dream about soccer, or something. (You know, as opposed to a mean person who might kick me back. [Kidding, darling.]) Continue reading

1. Get murried. Did.

Dear Weblog Superfans,

It’s done.

Really, this was kind of a cop-out addition to the 101, since everything was already in motion by the time I made this impossible and demanding super-resolution list. What it really meant was, “Don’t do something so insanely stupid that I fuck everything up.” And I didn’t! Good for me! I mean us! Because marriage means two people! Continue reading

#58 — Try contact lenses again

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Here’s a story.

When I was seven, I was hopelessly gifted with normal eyesight. If my teacher were writing something on the blackboard, I saw it all the way from the back of the classroom. If I were reading a book, the words jumped sprightly off the page with the most mundane clarity. If I had to see something else or whatever, it happened. Etc.

But then I turned seven and a half. Continue reading

#16 — The Cincinnati Red Stalkings!

Dear Weblog Superfans,

More progress: I finished my first Mickey Rawlings baseball mystery book, The Cincinnati Red Stalkings! It’s actually the fifth in the series, but they’re not sequential in terms of plot, so I didn’t mind. Very basically (I don’t want to ruin it for all of you, since I’m sure you’ll want to get it out of the library), Mickey is a utility infielder for the Cincinnati Reds. (That means he’s only OK, that he doesn’t play every day. This is a technique used by the author, Troy Soos, to both gain sympathy from the reader for Mickey and to allow for him to exist in real-life history without actually asking the reader to rethink history. If that makes sense. Snooty snooty writer talk.) Continue reading

More detailed updates

Dear Weblog Superfans,

I must apologize — my last post was far too vague, and you all must feel like you know nothing about me and what I’ve been doing to finish these 101 things for the last few weeks. This is my attempt to fix that. What follows, thus, is a thing-by-thing discussion of whatever I might have made some progress on. Or at least attempted to make some progress on. Continue reading

Sort-of updates

Dear Weblog Superfans,

Blah blah blah it’s been so long blah blah blah. Yeah. I get it.

And this time, I don’t even really have much to talk about. I mean, 101 List-wise.

I’ve done a bit of reading (#16)–The Second Coming of Mavala Shikongo by Peter Orner, about which I have already blogged. Orner also wrote a book of short stories called Esther Stories, which I might or might not have mentioned. And I read that, too. It was very good, very eye-opening in terms of writing style. Orner’s got a very spare style in general, but with Mavala Shikongo, all of his little two-page snippets built up to a larger thing. Not necessarily so with Esther Stories. Continue reading

94. Max out my IRA contribution one year while still in school

Dear Weblog Superfans,

It’s been so long. I feel like I say that every time, and I think I will continue to say that every time. It had been so long, it has been so long, it will have been so long. (Bonus love points to anyone who can tell me the verb tenses used in the previous sentence!) Continue reading