My Dog is Chelsea

Some of you might remember reading about Uncle Joe’s accidental regifting of a $350 bottle of wine and how he recovered from the gaff by telling the lucky recipient that a requirement of the gift was that Uncle Joe had to be there to enjoy it. Well, he finally did! Read his account of the [...]

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Somehow I doubt this one’s gonna become a new diet fad:
Saved by Jesus’ Cheeto
Considering that the dieter—who insists on misspelling “Cheeto“—has only given us a before picture, it’s hard to tell how successful her diet plan actually was.
Or is that the after picture?
My friend who emailed me this link suggested, “Judging from the picture, I [...]

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I interviewed a 19-year-old yesterday for a story I’m working on for my neighborhood paper. I met him on the street as he was lounging at a sidewalk table, eating lunch in the sun.
He said the following two things that sparked my interest:
• In response to my question about what he [...]

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I had been asleep only two hours on Friday night when I woke up to the sound of Chelsea clonking her satellite-dished head into the furniture. The poor thing—it was pitch dark and she already has enough trouble navigating through the maze of furniture with her half-blind eyes, but now she [...]

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Between the time change and a 4 am trip to the emergency vet, I’m freaking exhausted. Daylight Savings Time Begins is usually my favorite holiday of the year, but this time around it’s made me feel more like I just stepped off a jetliner in Heathrow. I’m jet lagged, and I haven’t even left Portland.
PS: [...]

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