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Tales From the Dreadmill March 6, 2015
I have this theory….that someone should invent running tights with hair removing lasers in them, running shoes with pumice heel cups and electrolyte water with tooth bleach in it. Then, when I have to run every day, I can get … Continue reading
A Weekend in NYC
I love New York City like a child loves a carnival. I await a trip there bouncing with anticipation and giddy elation. The second I arrive, I stare in wide eyed wonder at every little thing, trying to soak it … Continue reading
Dear John (Berendt)–Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil
Dear John (Berendt), This started as a letter to let you know why I was leaving you. Our torrid affair started innocently enough, after all, I love the movie version of our story. If I squint my eyes while watching … Continue reading
Nordstrom and the “Lost Touch”
Nordstrom sent me an email just now telling me “The Ten Things I Need for Spring.” I am sending this reply to the great interweb world because Nordies doesn’t like it when you ‘reply’ to their emails. Dear Norders, I … Continue reading
Teenagers-my reward for surviving toilet training
This afternoon- Me- Are you mocking me? The Giant- Is there an honest answer to that question that won’t get me in trouble? Me- Probably not. The Giant- OK, then how about one that might preserve my dignity? The Ginger- … Continue reading
Treadmill Bleaching
Confession-I clean the treadmill with a bleach wipe before and after I use it. I know that this doesn’t seem like a weird trait. After all, we’re all supposed to do this, right? Except that I mean MY treadmill. The … Continue reading
Netflix and the Dreadmill
Damn you, Anthony Bourdain! Damn you, I say! Until this morning, I was perfectly content with my place in this world. I was fine with writing little travel books about weird America and with the idea that, if I was … Continue reading
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What I Really Wanted to Post
What if I felt very strongly about your religion? What if I felt that your religious beliefs were a disease of the soul–that living a life believing those lies and adhering to that stupidity was akin to slowly and painfully … Continue reading
Vaccinations and Parent Bashing
Parent bashing makes me sad. I’m a vaccinator, but I know someone who isn’t and their reason is completely valid for their child. In full disclosure, in addition to being a vaccinator, I’m also a spanker. I never Ferberized–true story, … Continue reading
When Harry Met Sally-1989-Revisited
I’ve decided to become a movie critic, but not for new movies that are released. I am going to rewatch the movies that I believe have ingrained something valuable in my psyche with fresh eyes and determine whether it is … Continue reading
Ultra Mega Paper Trail
What kind of a shitshow is this country coming to, anyway? This is the thought that I had this morning at the conclusion to a several months’ long internal diatribe of anger pointed at the marketing of household paper products. … Continue reading
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Dinner– January 28
Subjects randomly covered at dinner tonight- – GPA to potential and discrepancies in regards to honors geometry – Causes for the fall of the USSR including mutually assured destruction (Adam’s History of Modern Warfare class is already shaping up to … Continue reading
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In Defense of Men with “No Game”
I know the BEST single women. Women who, if I was inclined (and hadn’t been married for 18 years) I would absolutely date. Maybe marry. For years I’ve been an active participant in the folly of “pick on the guy … Continue reading
Books as Oragami
Some books are origami. It’s a most interesting art I think, taking a finite, almost one dimensional thing and patiently folding it onto itself until it becomes something alive and intricate. Even more amazing about origami is that it is … Continue reading
Blue
I’ve been feeling a little blue. Not TRULY sad, just a kind of elusive azure. You know, JUST opaque enough to be sky colored around the edges, but mostly just an opalescent wash for the rest? Then today, I got … Continue reading
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An Afternoon with a Sexy Italian (Cookbook)
I ordered a cookbook that I coveted from Amazon, but I elected to purchase a used book for one third the cost of new. It arrived in the mail just now and brought with it the sweet lovely smell of … Continue reading
Things that Died When I Turned 40
This New Year marks the beginning of a new decade for me. Skirting the risk of sounding morbid, it’s more about deaths this year, than resolutions for me. So, in taking stock of my life, here’s what I’ve laid peacefully … Continue reading
Geometry Fighting Fish
My kids were fighting in the dining room. I’m mean FIGHTING. They never fight. I mean, they’ll throw a barb or a finger poke every once in a while, but I haven’t heard them raise their voices at each other … Continue reading
Police Shootings and Teenage Curiosity
I have vowed not to use social media as a forum for my political views, but as a platform for the reproduction of the Kodachrome vivid memories of my youth when I had the time and ability to be physically … Continue reading