
Thursday 13: Confessions, volume VII, the political edition
I admit it. Political discussions give me heartburn. I don’t write about politics directly very often because I prefer to keep the …
I admit it. Political discussions give me heartburn. I don’t write about politics directly very often because I prefer to keep the …
I would prefer to be cremated and sprinkled. Preferably at Pebble Beach. The year? 2003. Senior year of college. I was visiting …
Yes. Yes. Yessss. A few weeks ago, I read a blog post from a woman who decided to quit Facebook. She reported …
I probably could have jumped on the McKayla is not Impressed bandwagon, but I couldn’t pass up Wonder Woman. Photocredit. Bewildered, I …
With the end of the semester last week, I completed my fifth year as a college instructor. Five years and hundreds of …
In crisis? Please reach out… Call 1-800-273-TALK(8255) or visit http://www.suicidepreventionlifeline.org to chat with someone 24 hours a day. Given my Libertarian tendencies, I’ve …
Well, it feels like this some days. Photo credit. “What’d you say?!” he yelled, jacking open the door of his busted up …
With hands on hips: “This is taking forever.” Eyebrows scrunched: “What are they dooooing back there?” Eyes rolling: “God, how long does it take to …
Cloying, artificial, floral… I could smell her before she got on the plane. She lumbered into the middle seat without saying hello, …
After traversing the airport trying to get boarding documents, I gratefully bypassed the backed-up security line in favor of the frequent flier …