startswithanx | August 10, 2010
So, I’ve been thinking more and more about the “first dance” song for our wedding. The more I think about it, the more I think it’s a ridiculous ritual. Why the hell do people want to spend three minutes and 45 seconds of their lives watching us rock back and forth while holding each other [...]
startswithanx | July 16, 2010
Remember when you were a kid and you’d find out something really awesome just happened to one of your friends? Something that made you wonder why God liked them more than you, like she got her period before anyone else in your “group” or something really “neat” like that?
Remember how you’d reply? It went something [...]
startswithanx | November 9, 2009
I do a lot of things with myself. Talk with myself. Have sex with myself. I recently discovered I even joke with myself.
On a whim, I filled out an online application for a job I stumbled across the other day. This is the conversation I had with Jake that night.
Me: Ya know that application I [...]
startswithanx | September 28, 2009
Our new dog, Penny, is afraid of men. I’m very curious to know if she could tell the difference between a man and a really handsome woman. Like, if I brought a beefy chick over with a mullet and, say, awesome softball skills, would she know it was a woman or fear it like a [...]
startswithanx | August 12, 2009
After last weekend, the word “cauliflower” will never be the same for me.
Jake’s best friend, BMuttz (big ups to BMuttz!), got married in Michigan. Hands down the most fun I’ve ever had at a wedding. There was a priest, a rabbi, an atrium, filet mignon, red velvet cupcakes, an open liquor bar, a candy bar, [...]