Category: Trips Down Memory Lane
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Eyelid All Red, Better Head Back to Bed
Growing up in the South means growing up with a lot of, uhhm, well, I guess you’d call them superstitions or wives tales. If you have a sore white bump on your tongue, well, that’s a lie bump, caused by telling fibs. Freckles are where the angels kissed you (although why the angels felt it…
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Two Bald Boys and a Brisket
Great Texas brisket can be a life-altering experience, right up there with shaving one’s head or birthing a child. All three of those life-altering experiences played into our Memorial Day weekend. Before you get all excited, my personal pitmaster-for-life XFE and I are responsible for the brisket, but not the baby. Well, sorta. We started…
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San Sebastian Revisited (Six Months Later)
I have a weird blogging habit – I hate to put up my last post from a particular vacation. I guess subconsciously I feel like it’s the last time I’ll savor a place. That writing that last post means that vacation is truly ended and in the books and only to be relived on the…
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Peru in 16 Pictures
In a complete departure from my usual blogging style, this post is going to be light on text and heavy on visuals. This is because I’m currently in the ongoing throws of a “food bourne illness” to put it delicately. Day seven of the ancient Incan stomach bacteria that I’m lovingly calling WuaynaKihlPhoe (sound it…
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Have a Shaq-a-Poe-licious Birthday!
A big Happy Birthday to my identical birthday twin, Shaquille Rashaun O’Neal! We were born on the exact day in the exact same year, which means we’re both 41 years old today. And one of us is wheezing her way around some ruins in Peru. Since Shaq is my brother from another mother, I’ve compiled…
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My Spring Break with Hugo Chavez
Our upcoming trip to Peru is not my first South American “rodeo” (that’s Spanish for rodeo, by the way). No, I’ve actually been to much more dangerous locales in South America. By myself, in fact. It was the spring 2001, in what would be my final year at the University of Texas at Austin. It…
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Post-Thanksgiving Turkey Coma Activities
I’m going to go out on a limb here and declare Thanksgiving my favorite holiday. Quite a controversial statement, I know. Hopefully, Olivier Martinez doesn’t come over and give me a turkey day whooping for uttering such a contrarian viewpoint. (In his defense, he’s French, so he probably doesn’t really respect the whole Thanksgiving dealio. Come…
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Ode to a Man on the Metro
Me: Standing in the aisle of a hurtling train You: Comfortably ensconced in a hard plastic seat. I had no reason to notice you in your pilling Old Navy fleece But perhaps your Administrative-Technical-Defense-Marketing Conference 2007 lanyard weighed down with your numerous government-issued identity badges should have tipped me off… You are a very important…
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Next Time, I’m Going Absentee
I feel like something really important happened yesterday and I can’t put my finger on it. What was it? Seems like it was something of national importance….It wasn’t my sister Angie’s birthday — that’s actually today. Happy Birthday, Ang. No, it was something else. It was Election Day! And I voted, of course. I’m pretty…
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It’s Beginning to Smell a Lot Like Porktober
October is a very special month around thePoeLog household. It’s the birthday month of XFE, aka my boyfriend-for-life. It’s also the month we met. Yep, seven glorious years ago this month he wore me down and convinced me to go out with him. A couple of weeks later, on Halloween, he tricked me into our…