I don’t like zombies. I don’t find them funny or offensive or ironic or anything but annoying. And yet here I am describing myself as a sadness zombie because I can think of no other…
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A heartfelt apology delivered years too late
Dear Thomptos, Hansons, Trunnells, Daleys, Deppes, and everyone else in the vicinity of 121st Ave. NE and Davenport in Blaine, Minnesota during the mid-80s, Please accept my dearest and most sincere apologies for being so…
One degree of separation (or is it two?)
Today over lunch FFJ and I discussed the difference between autobiography and memoir. Over delicious pad thai from Thanh Do, I told her about how I was reading Bob Mould’s See a Little Light: The…
But Mr. Mister really was on the radio
The time to come clean has arrived. What I’m about to tell you will shock and perhaps appall you. Some of you will ridicule me mercilessly for this weakness. Others of you will promptly dismiss…
Resolutions, now with footnotes!
First of all, remember how I forgot my favorite water bottle on the table at Grumpy’s and was all woe is me? I got it back! There was much rejoicing at writing group last night…
The emotional landmine buried in an old book
I knew a woman once named Paige who never kept cards or letters. Never. She told me at what was probably the first ever Minnesota Women’s Blogger Meetup in the Spring of 2001. I remember…