Being the baby of the family, I was often talked into things that seemed like a good idea at the time, but later proved to be ridiculous. One example is the Sunday that my sister spent dressing me up as a “punk rocker” when I was four years old. No…

Originally posted: March 14, 2010 When we’re young, there are always clubs that we want to join. The big one for me was the high school dance team, the Marshall M-Ettes. …

Two more items of interest popped up as I was sorting through a pile of childhood papers tonight. My marriage certificates. What? These were apparently something we did at the Sadie Hawkins dances in what would’ve been my sophomore year of high school. The funny thing? I have a memory like an elephant and I have absolutely no recollection of this whatsoever. I apparently married my friend Scott (not once, but twice), though we never dated in reality. Perhaps he lost a bet?

Folks older than me seem to assume that I identify more with the 90s because those were the years in which I graduated from high school and college, but really, I consider myself a child of the 80s. …

Perhaps the most mainstream fan-girl thing I’ve ever done is to visit the legendary road where The Beatles shot the cover for their famous album of the same title. The first time I saw it was in May of 1998. I was a recent college grad and went on a…

My parents recently moved into a new (smaller) home, so I was required to pay them a visit and pick up many of my childhood archives that were cluttering their space. …

Earlier in the week, I posted my setlist prediction for U2’s performance at Dreamforce. As with any opinion piece, I had some mail about “how so wrong” I was and how some of my choices were “beyond long shots.” I’m pleased to report, that although I wasn’t completely right, I was mostly right. See above for the side-by-side comparison of what I thought they would play and what they actually played, in the order they played them.

Heading down the coast later this week for the Concert for Kids charity U2 gig that’s part of the Dreamforce conference, I’m already conjuring up thoughts of the rush I’ll get as my heroes take the stage. …

When I was young, every Easter I would beg for a bunny. Since I was allergic to cats and dogs, and rabbits could stay contained in one room, I thought having one would be ideal. My parents thought otherwise. They showered me with Easter baskets full of Cadbury Mini Eggs…