Since Facebook algorithms changed this year, easy access to links to the posts here (particularly via iPhone, iPad, smart phones, mobile access) seems to have fallen off.
So here are the links to Reality Truck, the column and blog, for 2011, in one handy location.
2011
Post-Holiday Shopping with Mom...for Baby Grease... 12.28.2011
Car Talk 2011 BFF's car breaks down and we track down a craigslist replacement. No Camaro. 11.13.2011
Little Cuba, or: a Trip to the Suburbs involving a deaf mute, albuterol, INS, EMTs, asthma, and coconut ice cream. 9.29.2011
Rest in Peace, Vlad. College Classmate/decorated war vet, dies of Cancer. 09.26.2011
Housesitting: Sometimes, Joel, you just gotta say....09.13.2011
The Office Move 9.11.2011
Check Engine Light. 9.06.2011 (Joe's car.)
Niece's Sweet 13 Rude babies nearly wreck surprise party. 07.24.2011
Active Ingredients, or, Summer Cold 2011. 07.17.2011
Bye Bye Birdie It's nearly curtains for cousin's parakeet, Baby. 06.12.11
Mom Talk Pretty One Day Mom attempts facebook and email. 06.03.2011
Hold the Mayo also known as: The One Thing I Will Not Eat. 05.30.2011
On the Half Shell Reconnecting to oysters. 04.10.2011
The Chicken or the Egg: Which to Kill First Or, things might not go so well at the niece's Montessori. 03.15.2011
Bitten or, my permanent memory of Jack, in the form of a jagged scar. 03.14.2011
Pink Socks and Candy, the BFF takes a trip to Africa. 03.05.2011
The Pink Tibetan Goat Hair Beanbag otherwise known as the Design Fantasy that gets me out of bed every morning. 01.03.2011
The New Year's Day Parsley Miracle 01.01.2011
Showing posts with label New Years Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New Years Day. Show all posts
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Sunday, February 21, 2010
DiscoKroger: MUST you mock me?
No sooner had I hit send on the blog describing proximity to the DiscoKroger as the primary determining factor for every real estate decision I've ever made, than alert FoodGay MichaelJansenMiller submitted this photo.This traitorous photo. Yeah. Nowwwwww the Disco Kroger has the brown crowder peas that I so desperately needed for New Year's Day Brunch -- nearly two months after I needed them -- because, as everyone from the real South knows, they are the source of all luck that is to be bestowed all year long.
Instead, we had to make do with black-eyed peas... like Animals.
If anybody I spent New Year's with does not get lucky every day of this year, we can all blame the Disco Kroger. (Though at least it looks like they've had the common decency to mark them down.)
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