Since I’m a giant crybaby, I can never use ‘I cried’ as any sort review (though sometimes I try to. Crying is, after all, short hand for being emotionally moved). I cry all the time…
Date Archives June 2012
Ruined by Holden Caufieldization
Sometimes I get tired of the Holden Caufieldization of young adult literature. Why does the protagonist always have to be a friendless misfit? A lot of times the main character is friendless because they like…
What is wrong with this picture?
Can you spot the problem with the photo below? In case it helps, it’s from the used copy of Don DeLillo’s Great Jones Street, which I just started reading. Here it is: there are two…
Knocked Up
One of my all-time favorite Saturday Night Live moments is a Debbie Downer sketch where Rachel Dratch biffs a line and the rest of the people in the sketch — Amy Poehler, Lindsay Lohan, Horatio…
Lizard Eye vs. The Fungus Gnats
I’ve been FORTY! for exactly thirteen days and now I have a lizard eye. Specifically, I have a lizard-y eyelid. It seems a portion of my left (and only my left) eyelid has decided it…
Birthday Party! Cheesecake! Jellybean! Boom!
First, I think this 2005 thread about which is more annoying “It’s The End Of The World As We Know It” or “We Didn’t Start The Fire” is my favorite thing on the Internet today….
Things Liam did not want to do even though they started with the letter V
Liam, who is seven, was so booorrrreeeeddd he was nearly ready to die. I asked him what he wanted to do and hes said it started with a V. So I tried to guess. [arrow_list]…
The saddest sex dream in all the land
Thanks to all the hullabaloo about the Diamond Jubilee last week, I’ve been having a lot of dreams involving Prince Harry. Or, as I like to call him His Royal Ginger. Also, Yum! Many of…
On babyish fiction & frozen yogurt
My brain/body have decided that 4.5 hours is plenty enough sleep thankyouverymuch and we’ll just get out of bed and get something done. This has left me with the emotional capacity of a cranky four…
A few thoughts on turning 40
For most of my life (especially after Sister #4 came along in 1980 and stole my birthday thunder) I’ve wanted my birthday to be all the time, everyday. For most of my adult life, I’ve…