I’m a smart person, but part of me is stupid. Or maybe it’s not part of me – maybe it’s just living inside me, like a tapeworm. Except it’s a brainworm. And instead of eating my brain, it feeds my brain, with stupid ideas I know are wrong but somehow still think are true. Does…
My husband and I are looking for a new apartment. No, that’s not ours in the pic above. But we could still use an upgrade. We want a real kitchen, a second bathroom, and a second bedroom for my office. (For some reason, Steven doesn’t love having my piles of papers and DVDs in the…
I love fat. If no one’s looking, I will eat a pat of butter. Maybe I’ll stick a breadcrumb on it so I can call it “bread and butter” and not just “butter”. It does something to your self respect when you snack on straight butter. But for some reason, liver-flavored butter is a different…
Big news! Someone has now invented a robot that can solve the Rubik’s Cube. Before you get too impressed by that, you should know that in 7th grade, I could solve the Cube in under a minute. Before you get too impressed by that, you should also know that I cheated. I bought a book…
This past weekend was my 20-year college reunion. I know what you want to say to that: 1) “But you seem so young! You must have graduated when you were in diapers for that to be true.” Shucks. Thank you, you’re sweet. As a matter of fact, I did graduate in diapers, but I was…
In my last post, I wrote about the cultural pressure to have kids. I didn’t get into why I don’t want to have them. So here’s a little on my reasons, and the giant Baby-Man, or Man-Baby, who confirmed them. I was on the fence for a long time. Being on the fence about kids when…
No, a cab driver didn’t really convince me to have kids. But he sure did try. As soon as I got in, I knew he was was going to be one of “those” drivers. You know: the talkative kind. My first clue was that he asked, “How was your day?” instead of asking where I…
Check out the guy in the picture. He’s an idiot. Not for wearing a silly hat. But for gluing it to his head. With superglue. He had to go to an emergency room (one with pointless dolphins painted on the wall) to have it removed. I’m sure everyone asked the guy, “What were you thinking?” And…
There’s a moment in the movie “The Talented Mr. Ripley” where Gwyneth Paltrow is standing in a boat, and you can see her cellulite.
All the blogs on blogging say that to “create value” in your content, you should listen to your readers: What are they saying in the comments? What questions are they asking? Answer them! I couldn’t really find any questions in the comments, so I reached out to you and asked what you wanted to…
