“Can you guys be really quiet while I make a very important phone call?” I asked the Tibbles. “Why you gotta call?” Cade asked. “It’s about a job.” “Why do you need a job?” “So…
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On time travel, lesbian dreams, and bus stops
Yesterday, in honor of our nation’s Independence I decided to travel back in time. I don’t go back to Blaine, the suburb I grew up in, very often. Something about the area doesn’t feel right…
High-falutin’ talk about art and artists
Last night at Grumpy’s, Jags, No Nickname Amanda, and I had a conversation about Art, Artists, and whether you can go on enjoying the art if you find out something really gross about the artist….
Arguments I have with myself as if I were my own nagging spouse
Why do you always leave the cupboard doors open? Are they too heavy for you to close? Too busy to take 0.3 seconds out of your life to just shut the damn door? The next…
That’s what the kids are calling it
“I learned about human growth and development,” Jaycie said at 7:20 this morning, a mere five minutes after she arrived. “What’s that?” I asked. “It means getting my. . . ” she started in her…