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I’m Not There: Cockroaches & chocolate
Your regular columnist, Liz Marsh, is in Senegal right now. And no, she didn't slink off to Africa to avoid writing a Valentine's Day column, although I wouldn't blame her...
I’m Not There: Westward the wagons
Just shy of a decade ago, I started this column before moving to another country ("Norway-bound, and Freakin' Out"). Facing a monumental shift in my life, I clung to humor,...
I’m Not There: C’mon, ride the train
In 1996, the Quad City DJs released the dance anthem "C'Mon, 'N Ride It (The Train)." The video received a MTV Awards nomination for Best Choreography, although a recent screening...
I’m Not There: FAQs for the 2017 high school madrigal concert
This section was designed to answer the questions most often asked about the 2017 high school madrigal concert. The questions are just a representative sample of what we routinely answer....
I’m Not There: Chocolate bomb savages a world of white
Sandwiched between white flannel snowflake sheets, nestled underneath a fluffy white down comforter covered in a white duvet, my head inches from white curtains — this is where I decided...
I’m Not There: You say you wanna resolution
It is now late afternoon on Sunday, New Year's Day, and I've already come dangerously close — like Amazon one-click close — to breaking the resolution I set for myself...
I’m Not There: If you can’t find joy, make some
I've been having a tough time getting into the holiday spirit. That's odd because I spend the other 11 months of the year tamping that spirit down, trying to ignore,...
I’m Not There: WJWND
I was singing my new commuting song at the top of my lungs ... Jerks and Dummies! Dummies and Jerks! Who gave you a license? That ain't how this works!...
I’m Not There: Turkey in the pool
"The pregnancy app says now's a good time to take up swimming," said Manfriend. I looked up from the gallon Ziploc bag full of leftover croissants I'd been working my...
I’m Not There: Mystery burrito
On Friday, I rolled into work and discovered a burrito on my desk. "Whoa, dude," I said, throwing my jacket and purse down and turning to Billy on my right....