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My friend Jodi is starting a Blog. I am very excited because she is one of the few people I know on Facebook that posts every day(ish) and is still interesting. If she is going to post a sentence about her crappy day, it is something like: “I left my cell phone at the office. Should I go back to get it?” I’m thinking about turning off my e-mail notifier thing because of all the conversations she generates. Another was if you are interviewing candidates for a job, and the otherwise perfect person wears flip flops to the meeting, would you hire? (The answer is no. And NO.)
She is cool for about a million reasons but I will start here:
- She found a job in Milwaukee and moved there because she couldn’t stand living in the suburbs for one more minute. I bet she can make a whole bunch of fun observations about that.
- She has two cats named…Vinnie and Leo, I think. After the artists. So she has goofy cat stories, which I hope will include goofy pictures.
- She is also back in school.
- She is my personal human urban dictionary.
Oh, and her husband is my friend Rich.
Jodi’s first blog entry blew me away. No “Hi, I’m Jodi and I am starting a blog because that is what all the cool kids do.” She was all personal and relevant and current events-y. Apparently, gay people are not allowed to be organ donors.
And now that I have posted about her, she will be forced to keep the thing up. For awhile.
P.S. Jodi: Now my mother has your blog.
The Next Dark Age 
My mom has your blog too, so we are even.