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Though you can still call me Lexi Kahn, I'm pulling a Cougar/Mellencamp move and re-identifying. My name is Michelle. I live in Boston, by way of New York, by way of a tiny town in Connecticut. I live with Joe. We're DINKS (dual income, no kids). It's a miracle I have made it to my thirties. Thirties! I am SO a Gen X'er -- go ahead, ask me about the 80s. I love good books, good movies, divine food, leisurely travel, smart comedy and, especially, music. For 11 years ('97 to '08) I was a regular in the local Boston rock scene using the name Lexi Kahn (Google me!) but quit the whole thing to pursue other interests. What those are...is probably what this diary will be about from 2008 forward.
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(March 12, 2003)

Now What?

I don't want to hear the words "eye candy" again. I will kick your ass, I swear to FREAKIN' GOD I WILL.

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A propos of nothing, I remembered this from the trip to Philadelphia a few weeks ago. Hub and I were somewhere in Pennsylvania when I saw a sign on the highway listing a whole bunch of restaurants and stuff. Just after we passed the sign, a piece of information idly wormed its way into my consciousness. I'd just seen a thing I hadn't seen in...well, a long long time. "Did that say PONDEROSA?!" I yelled. "Welcome to Pennsylvania," Hub replied. "Things move...a little slower here." Ponderosa, are you kidding me? Do you remember this place? I remember Ponderosa, there was one in Waterbury when I was a kid. But I thought they'd gone under YEARS ago, along with Beefsteak Charlie's and Bonanza! Cafeteria style family restaurant, right? Obsessed with steak? When I saw the sign I was immediately nudged by a vague recollection of tightly plastic-wrapped pink frosted cake slices...and you know what? I just looked it up. PONDEROSA IS STILL OPEN. I mean, they EXIST still. There's three in Massachusetts according to their website.. Bonanza too. Same company. Who knew. Ponderosa. Christ.

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Do men have any idea that they rarely just "get lucky," because usually, we've planned it? (Oh, was that a secret? Um...then...as you were.)

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Here is what I learned last night. If you still feel like your cold is kicking your ass and you have a bowl of chicken soup (damn, the Middle East makes the best chicken soup), two cups of Earl Grey tea, then go to a rock show and slam two shots of Cuervo, and then you go home later try to go to sleep with a hit of NyQuil, well, I'll tell ya, maybe it was all that tea that said "HA!" Because dudes. I so have not slept yet. It's 9:12am right now. I TRIED. I gave up and watched the end of an episode of Charlie's Angels on TV Land. When the sun came up I took my garbage out, washed the rest of the dishes, swept the kitchen floor, cleared the living room of clutter, cleaned the bathroom sink, and sorted the laundry. And wrote this down.

Now what?



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