Ever since I showed The Tibbles the fainting goats video on YouTube my animal-obsessed nephew, Liam, has become goat obsessed. Liam, who is seven, reminds me a lot of my thirteen-year-old nephew Max when he…
Date Archives August 2012
Liam approved links from today’s Internet
“Oh, look, he fell asleep because it’s so comfy.” “I bet kangaroos are good bowlers.” “Baby turtles are the cutest of all the babies.” Dog Shaming, specifically anything to do with farts. “Those are really…
I get carried away
People of the Internet, I come not to make excuses for why I haven’t written anything in the past two months no, I come to praise them. Them, in this case is Passion Pit. Well,…
I want more books about female architects
I mentioned recently on Book Riot that I’m a sucker for epistolary novels. You write a novel in book/journal form and I’m gonna read it. It’s kind of how I cannot resist anything featuring an…
More WTF than I can handle
There’s a reason I don’t often read actual issues of comicbooks, especially of the superhero genre. Reading comicbooks you have to have a high-tolerance for ambiguity. You seems to spend a lot of pages wondering…
Somethin’ to Do
Wade Salem is a drifty, drug-dealing, storytelling, sometime musician. He’s fascinating, if you can experience him from a distance. He’s not the man you’d want as your father-figure, which is the case for the unnamed…
Ode to Dawson’s Cryface
You can have your National Geographic girl with the mesmerizing eyes. That raising of the flag on Iwo Jima. You can even have that one from Tiananmen Square of the protester standing up to the…
The scandalous mermaid
Whenever The Tibbles are given the choice of what they want for lunch they choose The Hong Kong Buffet, your typical, strip-mall Chinese food buffet here in Shakopee. They love the place. From the crystal…
Trying to stand up to the neighborhood bully
I’m a large FORTY!-year-old 6’5″ woman. The word intimidating has been used to be describe me on about 381 kajillion occasions. The people who use that word have said I’m both physically and intellectually intimidating….
The Ground Beneath Her Feet
If Salman Rushdie’s Ground Beneath Her Feet had been, oh, about 400 pages instead of 592 pages, I’d probably have loved the crap out of it. It’s got everything I love in a book: a…