Technical Writer Seeks Agency Producer

So, Todd just shared this article about what agency producers, like, actually DO. (I had to read it, because frankly, sometimes I don’t really know. Just seems like he’s talking on the phone a lot about LA, pitches, clients, costumes, and casting. And monkeys. Or bears. Or craft service. Or Roach Wranglers. Or animatronic mice, […]

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I See the Future

Rollie. 4th Grade. Wow.

No matter how many times I look at this, it fails to become less funny. And this is a little freaky. . . Afraid this is just a taste of the awkward middle school years. Uh, yeah. . . We’ll be doing a retake.

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Here. Have a Sevin with your beer.

This photo pretty much sums up my childhood. Dad keeps the Sevin dust (for his tomatoes) on top of the guest mini-fridge in the basement. “Here, have a beer and sprinkle this around.” Then you paint some stuff for him. “Oh, yeah, that’s oil-based. Let me pour some gasoline on ya. Here’s this dirty old […]

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All in All Okay

Day 2 of Todd Johnson’s two week absence: # of hours slept last night: maybe 6? #book reports completed: 0 # cat poops cleaned off carpet: 2 # cats still living: 2 # pissed off neighbors: 1 # of favors owed Lauren Sullivan Shankman and Scott Shankman: 4 # times i cried about 9/11: 3 […]

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F*cksock

This morning, I miraculously got the kids up and ready for school today with time to spare. I sat sipping my coffee on the couch until time to get the kids in the car, with Tiller, Rollie, and Brody (the dog) all sitting beside me. I checked my email while the kids read Rollie’s Encyclopedia […]

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What are you gonna do when you’re dead?

The kids and I were driving home from QT (Yes, Todd, i returned the movie!) and we had the following discussion: Rollie: “Mom, what are you going to do when you’re dead?” Me: “Um. . what?” Rollie: “Like, are you going to go under a tombstone in the ground. Or are you going to let […]

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Funny Notes from The Boy

This gem somehow got lost in the leaning tower of procrastination on my desk. My transcription: Note to elf. From: Rollie Elves are good at: Being funny and messy, good with forts, hard to find at morning, good at being awesome, and cool, and small. Note to Rollie: You are good. I lik cookey. It […]

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Yeah, I Wore Pink Tulle. So what?

“Mama?” Tiller said. “Yes, baby?” I muttered while cooking dinner. Tiller: “Mama, will you be a fairy with me?” Me: “huh?” Tiller: “Will you be a fairy with me?” Me: “I don’t think so, baby. I’m not pretty enough to be a fairy.” Todd: “You know, we just did a tooth fairy spot. I can […]

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