Author Archives: Eden M. Kennedy
Gossip
On the way down to Oxnard to pick up Jackson from a sleepover Sunday morning I was going back and forth between Patton Oswalt’s Finest Hour and Aziz Ansari’s Intimate Moments for a Sensual Evening, and by the time I … Continue reading
I can see!
A couple of weeks ago I finally got my eyes checked. (Life List! Or, if not Life List, then Life Errand.) After checking my eyes and examining the eBay reading glasses that have been living on top of my head … Continue reading
What is this?
Jack says it’s a “potato bug.” I almost stepped on this little fellow last week when we were walking along the bluffs. Since it was still wiggling its feet a bit, Jack flipped it over so I could take a … Continue reading
Peace out
Videos of people waiting and trying to be still because they think I’m just trying to take their picture delight me for some reason. If that didn’t do it for you, maybe my latest thing over at The Stir will … Continue reading
This is why I cannot shop online
A couple of weeks ago I pulled my old wool royal blue pencil skirt out of the closet, and then I wore it to work and it looked terrible on me all day. It bags in the front and it … Continue reading
Growth is painful
Yeah, I cut my hair again. (Did you really think I wouldn’t?) I may have to finally admit that long hair is for those who have long-hair lifestyles and long-hair self images. People who are able to ignore the pain … Continue reading
Monday linkage
Remember the videos I went to New York to shoot last month? They’re online now. And you know what? I’ve only watched four of them. It seems I have a really hard time watching myself say and do things on … Continue reading
It’s OK, I can take it
I know you’ve been concerned about my inability to answer the world’s most benign question (“How are you?”), so you’ll be relieved to know that I’ve gotten over it. It wasn’t the incredible depth of my self-examination that brought me … Continue reading
Whoops
I was looking around inside a 7-11 store today while Jackson was negotiating with the Coke nozzle on the Slurpee machine. (Are banana Slurpees new? I was disgusted at first, but then a wave of sense memory overcame me, and … Continue reading
