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• Remember the Good Old Days, When We Lost Touch With People Forever? I Miss That.

  Posted on Tuesday December 8th, 2009 at 01:34

  Dear Grown-up Woman I Do Not Know But Who Is Now My Facebook Friend, You don’t remember me, I’m pretty sure.  Some things are best left unremembered, I think.  I spent a lot of time with you in your house, a long time ago.  You were ...

• At least I’ll have fire-eating to fall back on. You know, if the acting thing doesn’t work out.

  Posted on Monday November 30th, 2009 at 02:32 in blind people are scary, my that's a lovely urn, cat strollers are the last stop before the bottom

  I have terrible blog guilt. It’s been way too long since I’ve been around, I know.  (Insert deeply shamed head bow here.) I feel like that guy in the news that put his kids in the trunk and then went to do a little shopping.  I only planned t...

• The one where I finally get my “Up With People” membership card revoked.

  Posted on Tuesday November 10th, 2009 at 00:54

      (From Sunday’s lunch. Where are the Coke people hiding the cameras? ) I used to know this man who’d spent hours and hours of his life planning a revolutionary new amusement park.  He would tell me about his plans in vivid detail, his ha...

• UPDATE: I’m pretty sure I have an extra-spongy brain. It’s absorbent. Not like those bargain brands.

  Posted on Thursday November 5th, 2009 at 10:05

  “If the last hair in line at the back of your nose had a hand, it could slap you in the brain,” said my son, while industriously smashing down the innards of his baked potato with a fork. “That’s disgusting,” my daughter said, and demonstr...

• First we made it all red and swollen, and then the Queen showed up.

  Posted on Friday October 23rd, 2009 at 01:05

  Or, Teaching, the Vic way. Or, Yesterday, Period One, Freshman English*. *Curriculum addressed:  Government bureaucracy, multi-cultural awareness, physical education, natural science, law-enforcement procedures, chemistry, biology, sex educati...

• One Year Closer to Death, but at least I don’t smell like urine. Yet.

  Posted on Monday October 19th, 2009 at 02:00 in at death's door, wind bag, this blog is like a letter from your grandma

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