What TV says about me by Deb Eileen

The first TV show I can remember is Sesame Street. I was an early math hater and didn’t care for the Count. Big Bird was okay, but I’m pretty sure Oscar the Grouch was my favorite. I think you can tell a lot about my current personality based on my views of this show. I even showed early liberal tendencies by approving of Bert and Ernie’s long standing relationship. My…

Friday, August 31, 2007
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Technological Travesty by Deb Danielle

My husband will say it’s just me, but I think we’re technologically challenged in our house. To be fair, in his case it’s by choice whereas in mine, it’s, well, just my nature. Today, for example, when my printer wouldn’t work, here’s what I did: I opened it and closed it, turned it on and off, turned the computer on and off, took the paper out and put it back…

Thursday, August 30, 2007
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So You Think You Can Dance? by Deb Jenny

I’m in a state of television deprivation. My favorite show–So You Think You Can Dance?–is over and I don’t know what to do with myself each Wednesday and Thursday night now. I’ve grown to miss judge Nigel Lithgoe–despite his mesmerizingly oversized dental caps–and his spot-on critiques of the dancing wunderkind contestants. And crazy judge Mary Murphy, once a staid, unassuming ballroom dance instructor and now a borderline wildwoman you could…

Tuesday, August 28, 2007
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Strapped in Front of MTV by Deb Gail

We were broke: our car stalling more often than it started, my husband’s tuition and textbook bills outpacing my teacher’s salary. So I marched into WNNE-TV, the local NBC affiliate in the ramshackle building behind the old Holiday Inn in White River Junction, Vermont, and told them I wanted to be an anchor. I’d been studying the local anchors for weeks and I thought, how hard could it be? Someone…

Monday, August 27, 2007
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News Flash! August 26, 2007

Deb News! A wonderful endoresment for Deb Danielle’s FALLING UNDER: “Danielle Younge-Ullman redefines modern fiction with this finely wrought, edgy debut. With her crisp dialogue, precisely drawn characters, and heartrending prose, Stephen Elliot and Heather O’Neill fans will have a new literary crush to thrill them. Younge-Ullman is the best kind of new author– enormously talented and utterly unafraid.” Kristy Kiernan, author of CATCHING GENIUS Founding Debs on Lists! Founding…

Sunday, August 26, 2007
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Where’s the Living Room? by Founder Tish

We’ve never had a living room before. Well, technically, the room came with the house, but other than lining one wall with our dream floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, we’ve always pretty much ignored the room, only stopping by to search for a book, or store a hockey bag, or display the piano I swore I’d learn how to play but eventually wound up selling. The room was a glorified garage. One evening,…

Friday, August 24, 2007
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I Never Met a Magazine Subscription I Didn’t Like by Deb Jess

I subscribe to WAY too many magazines. When some hit my mailbox, I will trample everything in my path to read them: Country Gardens and Organic Gardening are the biggest culprits. They are the glossy, professionally-bound crack of my magazine world. I devour them in an hour, drooling over the lush garden photos, dog-earing pages I wish to revisit, dreaming of the day when the pages will be scratch-and-sniff. Because…

Friday, August 24, 2007
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Magazines and Magic by Deb Danielle

First let me say that newspapers are wonderful, in theory. They are often full of interesting, pertinent, well-written articles. But I find them physically unwieldy, their texture gives me the willies and I hate how the ink comes of on my fingers. And magazines? Magazines are a guilty pleasure, sure, but really they just make me want things I can’t have. Thinking about wanting things led me to wondering about…

Thursday, August 23, 2007
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When did “cool” become uncool? By Deb Lisa

Raise your hand if you remember a few years back when every person in America with a TV set was wandering around pointing at objects and exclaiming, “That’s hot!” Yes, folks, thanks to the great wordsmith Paris Hilton, America had a new catchphrase. Today, I was sitting in one of those spectacular vibrating chairs, getting a pedicure, and flipping through US WEEKLY, noticing a significant lack of Paris Hilton. Not…

Wednesday, August 22, 2007
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