Posts tagged WTF
Chocolate ganache tart and WTF 2021

I spent most of 2021 hawking my book, You Look Tired: An Excruciatingly Honest Guide to I Don’t Even Remember Right Now. Some cool shit happened:

  1. I got paid $70,000.

  2. Badass writers Jancee Dunn, Bunmi Laditan, and Meaghan O’Connell blurbed it.

  3. Badass writer Beth Spotswood at the San Francisco Chronicle did a Q&A with me that ran in the Datebook section (the storied Sunday “Pink Pages”).

  4. Some very cool radio stations and blogs had me on as a guest and interviewed me (thank you, every single one of you content creators and art lovers!!! Except the prime-time Republican with the sound effects who tried to get me to talk about how much “we” hate women who “lose all the baby weight”).

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Brown sugar cookies and WTF crashing a stranger’s memorial service whoops sorry

We met Kathy in the parking lot and wandered into the nursery, where, lo and behold, for the first time ever, I saw a crowd! It was happening! There was the live music, just on a break: A group of musicians wearing face paint and gold lamé chatted on the stage beneath a pavilion. A little girl with long brown hair held an orange chicken to her chest. I noticed that everyone seemed to be talking in groups and appeared to know each other. I also noticed that some of these groups turned to look at us and didn’t smile, but this happens often enough in the NIMBY Bay Area that it didn’t tip me off. Remember: BAY NATIVES TOLD ME THERE WOULD BE OYSTERS.

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Chicken cacciatora and WTF

I’ve known for months that something has to give. In just over a week I’ll be 45, and if I don’t slow down, stop fighting every fight, stop working so much, stop eschewing leisure time and exercise I am doing to DIE. So I have become even more lax in responding to email, fallen off social media, and stopped promoting my book (well, not completely BUY MY BOOK FOR GOD’S SAKE I’LL HAVE A HEART ATTACK IF YOU DON’T). I also have been taking advantage of my new hours at my new job to take morning walks at Heron’s Head Park, where every day I can see seals, puppies, and an incredible variety of birds.

Speaking of jobs, I sent this letter to my former employer this morning: …

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Plantains with almonds and ginger and WTF walk in the woods

A few days ago I texted my guru, the writer and artist Janet Manley (who has a newsletter that is the smartest, funniest, most original thing on the internet right now, plus she will write your living obituary):

Somehow, amid the everything, I get this nagging feeling that I'm not doing enough, that I could be working harder. WTF is that?

Notwithstanding a pandemic, two full-time jobs between me and SJ, one 3-year-old at home, one 11-year-old at home half the time and attending school remotely, 12 meals a day, a young cat who pees inside the house, a dying dog who pees inside the house, a house, a car, and a minivan in and on which things often break or malfunction and which mostly are dirty and untidy, plus an advice column, a blog, and another Large Project I will announce soon (MARCH 15!!!), I have the gnawing sense that I'm not working hard enough.

As Janet responded: WTF IS THAT I have it too!!

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