Archive for 2008
Having Sex at the Library
New York Public Library Originally uploaded by funkybrownchick Apologies if this post doesn’t appear correctly on the page. I can’t see it because I had to write and publish everything via Flickr. I’m at the library right now, and New York Public Library [Read More]
Escape from New York
Unless someone discovers how to route DSL lines through rabbits’ asses or wifi via deer antlers in the next 20 mins, I’m thumbing this post out on my Blackberry. Still back home with the family, chipmunks, snow, ice and coyotes. Gaaah! I’m choking on [Read More]
Dear Readers: Merry Christmas
For the record. I’m not a Celine fan. At all. But, even I can admit she totally owns this song. Kills it! Beautiful. Merry Christmas to my readers who believe and to those who just enjoy the holiday. Hope you’re happy, safe and looking forward to an exciting [Read More]
5 Things I’ve Learned About My Readers
I fly to the land of subzero temperatures today. I’m excited to see my family in Chicago, but I’m honestly kind of afraid of freezing to death. New York City is cold, but it’s soooo not as cold as Chicago. Sigh. I’ve still gotta pack. I always wait [Read More]
Boy Vey, It’s Chanukah!
The festival of lights starts at sundown. To all good-looking Jewish boys everywhere, this funky brown chick salutes you and your hot, circumcised dicks. ;) Chag Sameach! ————– Wanna support my blog without paying me a dime? Next time you [Read More]
Why Are You Still Single?
In high school, I subscribed to House Beautiful via American Family Publishers because I hoped Ed McMahon would arrive at my front door with a life sized $1,000,000,000 check written out to Twanna A. Hines. It never happened BUT … I have proof people actually do win [Read More]
What Percent Marries for Love?
Bro and I agree that people get married for a myriad of reasons: to have children, for health insurance, to be sure someone will take care of them when they get older, fear of being alone, they “found” someone, for sex, their partner is the hottest person [Read More]
How to Find a Therapist
Monday evenings, I see my therapist for weekly, 45-minute, “yoga for the brain” chats. I Twitter about pretty much everything in my life, right? So, I thought nothing of using my two thumbs to type the following into my Blackberry Curve at approx 11:38pm: [Read More]
