Awkward Laughter

Because most things in life are humorous, even when they shouldn't be


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Calling all Crazies: Freak Magnet Here

My reputation can be summed up in two words: freak magnet. This isn’t a self-proclaimed status. As reputations go, I’d rather be known as witty, pithy or even nerdy. But if you ask my friends and family, they’ll most certainly tell you: “Kim is a freak magnet.”

Magnet Collection

That opinion is so universal that they refer to my experiences as “Kim stories.” God love them! They are a collection of day-to-day occurrences that make up my life, such as: Continue reading

Celebrating My First 10K


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My Meh 2013 According to Facebook – Part 2

…continued from “My Meh 2013 According to Facebook Part 1”

Sitting on my couch, a glass of my favorite Sauvignon Blanc in hand (and another one already in my belly), I clicked on my Facebook 2013 Year in Review for the second time.

I cringed once again at the selection of photos rotating at the top. Most were boring. Many were unflattering. Only one reflected what I thought was truly memorable from the past year. Continue reading

Facebook Year In Review 2013


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My Meh 2013 According to Facebook – Part 1

A few weeks back I got the friendly notification from Facebook that my Year in Review was available. I happily clicked it remembering the fun I’d had reliving 2012. My expected joy quickly turned to horror.

There, rotating in Facebook’s photo montage, were a handful of images of some fun but not extremely exciting times in my life.

Facebook Year In Review 2013
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Tale of a Nearly Naked Neighbor

Zero to Hero’s Day 4 challenge: Explore the Neighborhood, as intended, motivated me to check out and follow a handful of blogs that I hope will be interesting and inspiring. But it also got me thinking of all of the wonderfully quirky, and sometimes truly insane, “real” neighbors I’ve had over the years. Continue reading


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Why I Won’t Say “Nice to Meet You”

I have a problem. I don’t remember people.

To which you’re probably thinking, “I’m horrible at remembering names too.”

But, no, you don’t understand. I don’t remember people.

I meet them. Chat and laugh with them at length. Genuinely mean it when I say that I look forward to seeing them again. Then walk away and immediately eject their faces from my memory. Continue reading