Stephanie Klein's Greek Tragedy

out and workabout in austin

I'm working from Whole Foods Flagship store today. I'm already here. When I lived in Manhattan and had business cards and a 401k, I strolled into work at 10:30 AM. Now, I'm pulling into the Whole Foods parking lot…

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buick, babes, + belief (that anything’s possible)

It's kind of absurd how happy I am here in Los Angeles. Phil and I are staying with dear friends in West Hollywood. Over dinner last night, said friends told me how when I was touring for…

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celebrating all things doody and nudie

Post Naked Dance tonight, Sir Luke and our Little Miss were getting ready for bed. Yes, it sounds a bit pervy, doing a naked dance with your children when it's still light outside. Or maybe worse if it's dark…

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a beautiful day in my neighborhood

I'm a stress-face case right now and have no intention of being human. I owe things. Writing. Shit needs to get done. Which means I can't post about LOST (though holy love spuds that's some good drugs right…

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jo artsy goes commando

I’m doing some writing at Jo’s Coffee again. When you’re a guest of Jo’s you have choices. Not just soy, skim, foam on the side, but there's seating to consider. You can sit facing the parking lot, or…

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three kinds of tired: waking up my vagina

I have a doctor's appointment today, so I showered. It was the least I could do. As much as I want to cancel, I know it's important to have regular check ups. Especially when it comes to the girly gadgets.…

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a room with a view

It's not the biggest deal. Snow. I get that. Except when it's the first time your children see it, the first time they run outside to taste it. The first time they run back inside to ask when the…

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red light district

In April 2009, while in Los Angeles for meetings, I found myself caught in a sting. Maybe not really a sting, but the red light camera flashed as I drove through an intersection in Beverly Hills. Months later, the rental…

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roadkill cake: tastes like texas v. alabama

M y high school was a bunch of mollycoddled milksops. The Wheatley School in Old Westbury, NY, had bleachers and two goal posts, but it didn't have a football team. People are more surprised that I attended a high…

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christmas is over: now what?

What a lovely warm holiday, with sweet sugarplums all too happy to share... their toys and their sass. Warm wishes to you and your dear drama queens and kingpins. We're off to go bowling for the first time today.

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