Friday, August 28, 2015

Homer, Alaska; August 2015.

I'm back from Alaska.  And in general.

Next week: Prose.

Thursday, March 12, 2015


I've decided to take a little sabbatical from Burt. You can still find me at Hello and Good Buck, where I'll continue to post weekly or so:

Hello and Good Buck

Thank you for your emails--I've enjoyed reading them.

Saturday, March 7, 2015

72-degree quickie.

It's too beautiful outside to write much.  I accomplished nothing today except:

a) Making 2 pans of Martha Stewart's green enchiladas.
They are the most gringa enchiladas ever, but ay dios mio they're delicious.

b) Researching photo trips to Cuba.
I think I wanna go here in 2016.  Still thinking about it.

c) Making multiple reservations for my Oct NY trip.
Going to choose one later, depending on my mood.  That said, I think I'm ready to not share a bathroom anymore.

d) Buying a ticket to SD for Mother's Day.
Major Shelley-points.

Next week: Something riveting.

Friday, February 27, 2015

Let's go on an update!

So I have a new writing gig, & it's Super Fly.
But it's also on the peninsula.  OMG, THE SAN MATEO BRIDGE.  I love physically being on the bridge, but there are a lot of people trying to get physically onto the bridge to love it at the same time.  Hey Caltrans--think you could build a couple more bridges next to the bridge oh & add 4 lanes to the 880 Kthanks.

I just might have to get satellite radio again.  I love it when Howard imitates his family.
I love Howard so much that I've had dreams about housesitting for him.  Evidently, I really want Howard Stern to trust me.  Not sure what that means--but it's probably bad.

Also, Jillian is getting me Ripped in 30 again, at 5am.  Holy hell, it's cold & dark & painful at 5am.  I'm on Day tew.

Also, just bought a ticket to Bettye Lavette next week:

Can't f-ing wait.

Next week: Bettye!

Friday, February 13, 2015

A chunk of change.

I've been lagging lately, but it seems like everything that could change has been changing over the past couple weeks.  Or, if you wanna get fancy, over the past 1.5 yrs.  As in that was when my dad, ya know, died.

I think a playlist is in order... an Everything Is Changing playlist:

Moon, Bjork
Take it Down, Patty Griffin
Clair de Lune, Debussy/Philippe Entremont
Amelia, Joni Mitchell
You Come Through, PJ Harvey

But also, Rilke's "Archaic Torso of Apollo," b/c it's awesome, 4th stanza [my boldface]:

would not, from all the borders of itself,
burst like a star: for here there is no place
that does not see you.  You must change your life.

Saturday, January 31, 2015

Tiiiime is on my side.

Stuff I've been doing lately:

Binge-watching Friends.
My favorites are Pheebs and Joey.  Don't judge.

My last dish was a low-fat chili. But I kind of f-ed up on the onions and got some skin in there.  Dunno how I did that.  Don't judge.

Calling my mother.
Almost always a depressing enterprise.  Shelley knows everyone w/in a 2000 mile radius who is sick and/or dying.

Alan Finger.  Alan Finger-ing.  Har.
I love Alan's voice while I do yoga. LUV.

Making friends with the Whole Foods butchers.
They definitely have a bunch of inside jokes, many of them carnal.

Eating homemade granola from an on-sale Anthropologie bowl.  
Freelancers have time to make granola from scratch.

Watering my plants with distilled water.
My plants are spoiled bitches.  Clearly.

Next week: news.