I have not been kidnapped by pirates. I promise.

This is a brief check-in so you don’t think I’m dead.


Nope, not dead.

Maybe MOSTLY dead. But not all the way!

Maybe MOSTLY dead. But not all the way!

It’s a busy couple of weeks here, which just kicked off on Thursday. I might be running around like a crazyperson until mid-October, so I can’t plan anything (including blogging, sadly.) They’re all good things, and fun things, and things I’m very much looking forward to, but there are a LOT of things.

So, this past week, I reviewed a show (and had a very nice dinner with my friend K., in which we caught up and laughed and ate and solved all the world’s problems. YOU ARE WELCOME, WORLD. Expect my invoice in the mail in the next 2-4 weeks.) The paper I write for is still having technical difficulties, so you can read my review for free. I saw Les Mis. It wasn’t a flawless production (but it wasn’t the worst production I’ve ever seen, either…so not a complete waste of time. I do so enjoy “On My Own.” And hearing “to love another person is to see the face of God” always gives me chills.)

Then Friday, Cousin S. came to visit! We had a weekend of ADVENTURE and TALKING and MORE ADVENTURE. We ate all the food (sushi and popcorn and Cheesecake Factory and waffles!) and toured Albany and saw a movie (Don Jon, which was really very good, if you like naughtiness and Joseph Gordon Levitt, both of which we do) and I introduced her to Veronica Mars (which she loved, yay! Excellent taste, that woman. It must be hereditary.) And we talked and talked and talked. We had many years of talking to catch up with. I think we did that admirably. Then, after she left, I took a three-hour nap. WHO DOES SUCH A THING. It was not planned to be that long. I had a headache and I was like, let’s just curl up for a bit, see if we can get this to back off! and then the next thing I knew, it was dinnertime. What the hell?

I don't like cheesecake. I got this thing called Blackout Cake. One slice was the size of my damn head. I could not even finish it. True story.

I don’t like cheesecake. I got this thing called Blackout Cake. One slice was the size of my damn head. I could not even finish it. True story.

And ALSO, this weekend, I was Freshly Pressed for the second (I KNOW!) time! So the phone went off and off and OFF with comments and likes and reblogs and such and Cousin S. was like YOUR PHONE! IT IS BLOWING UP! and I was like, yes, blogging, it is a strange and demanding mistress. The WordPress people contacted me on Monday to tell me they were Freshly Pressing the blog I wrote last week about meeting up with Josh last weekend, and I could not have been more pleased. What a great post to choose, and what an honor for them to choose me again. So! Some of you are most likely new people. Hello, new people! I am so pleased you are here. Please always feel free to comment, and if you are confused and would like to know what the hell’s going on here (I don’t know what’s going on here a lot of the time, to be honest) you can check out my About page, or the Frequently Asked Questions page. And just a warning, usually I’m goofy. SOMETIMES I’m serious, but seriously, usually I’m very random and goofy. So if you hate such things, no harm, no foul, I suppose.



This week is INSANE. I’m seeing three plays (and reviewing two), going to dinner with friends, working 6 days, getting a haircut, bringing the car to the garage because I think it’s about to die, and Mom and Dad are coming to visit because I AM ALMOST A YEAR OLDER. Yes! It is true! With the advent of October, it is almost AMY-MONTH! Shush, I totally get a whole month, don’t you get a whole month when it’s YOUR birthday? Well, if you don’t, you should, sheesh. We are officially 8 days from my birthday. This year I sadly have to work on my birthday, because later in the week I’ll be taking six days off to take a trip to Virginia! IT IS ALMOST VIRGINIA-TIME!!!



Now it is bedtime, because I have a Stephen King book that is crying out “Amy! READ ME!” and you know, I kind of want to do that. This is the longest I’ve gone without having my nose stuck in a new Stephen King book in my whole LIFE. If I don’t hurry up, I just know some internet asshat is going to spoil it for me, and then I will have to go POSTAL on them and who wants THAT to happen? No one. I mean, sincerely.

Happy Monday, all. I hope your weekends were full of adventure and mystery and wonder and joy. If they weren’t, there’s always next weekend, right? Right.

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24 responses to “I have not been kidnapped by pirates. I promise.

  • emuse

    Congratulations on Freshly Pressing! Horrah! Huzzah! And all the other cheery H words! Yay, yay, yay!

    I DID have a weekend full of adventure and mystery and wonder and joy. Also time-travel and sadness and discovery.

    I cleaned out my storage unit! And it was all of those things and more.

    Happy birthday month, Amy. Even if you don’t post much, please do a small birthday post so we can wish you happy on the actual day of your birthday, even if you schedule it ahead. I know (I KNOW) that I am not alone in wanting to be able to do that.


    • lucysfootball

      Thank you! And yay for YOUR weekend!

      Oh, I’m sure I’ll go on and on and ON about my birthday. I can’t even help myself. My birthday hits, and I’m like a six-year-old who wants all the attention and balloons and candles. It’s a sickness, really.


  • becomingcliche

    You are a busy woman. But I love that kind of busy!


  • elaine4queen

    Now. Blackout Cake. I want some.

    What else? Ten says that we need a ‘safe word’ about the whole Pirate Kidnap Scenario in case you are bluffing. (With a knife at your throat)


  • ksbeth

    happy birthday month and we’ll see you when we see you )


  • cynthiaw

    I totally get a whole birthday month, too. And my hubby came from a family that did NOT fuss about birthdays, so he doesn’t GET IT. Maybe it’s because he was the last of 5 kids and his family was all birthdayed out by then.

    But my family is all YAY! YOU WERE BORN AND IT WAS MAGNIFICENT! so I get a birthday month and hubby is learning about the joy of birthdays.

    And VERONICA MARS! See, if I didn’t all ready <3 you, that would put it right over the top.

    I don't know if I can read the new Stephen King because if the beginning of the book is about what sj said it was, I just cannot. And that makes me sad.


    • lucysfootball

      My family’s pretty happy about it, too. I don’t know that they give me a whole MONTH – but I take one, anyway.

      Oh, Veronica Mars and I are besties. Now that I watched 4 eps with my cousin I want to watch the whole series all over again. Sigh.

      The beginning’s tough – but that hasn’t come back since. And I’m really loving it.


  • Andreas Heinakroon

    I’ve never really gotten into Veronica Mars. But then again, I’ve only ever watched half an episode here and there.

    Anyway, glad you had such a good weekend. You should have good weekends more often.


  • kbespy

    OK, I’m behind on my reading, so this may no longer apply … but on your way to (or from) Virginia, as you pass by/through Philadelphia, look to the west and wave — I’ll wave back ;-)

    Hope you have a great birthday and a great trip!


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