On Saturday Wolfdogg gave me shit about the fact that my birthday was less than seven days away and I had not been ceaselessly annoying about it. At all. In fact, I hadn’t even mentioned…
Browsing Category Misc.
Missing Maya
At Family Dinner on Monday I recounted my cleaning the loft exploits to my family, rattling off the treasure trove of old ticket stubs I discovered in a pencil box. “Pearl Jam, R.E.M, Warped Tour,”…
The Story of My Mullet
(pictured above, business on the left) Helen and I found each other in the midst of the turbulent hairtimes that were the spring of 2012, shortly before my birthday. Jenny had abandoned me for some…
Why I Don’t Wear Green
The title is a lie. Kind of. I wear green all the time in the privacy of my own home. I have a pair of hurt-your-eyes-green pajama pants that I love and used to wear…
On Never Shutting Up
When I was a precocious, annoying, twenty-year-old I took a Women’s Lit class. It was awfulmazing, equal parts awful and amazing all at the same time. It was a summer class with maybe a dozen…
My 2013 Christmas Wish for You, Darling Ones
When I was in college, I was the editor-in-chief of our twice-weekly student newspaper, The Spectator at the time it was the biggest deal of my life. Being editor meant you were in charge of…