Month: December 2007
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The Meathead
Although it’s not January 6th yet, I’ve had an epiphany. You see, I got to enjoy a revelation this past Christmas week. It was not a star, a star, shining in the night that drew my focus. There was no Baby Haysoos in a pile of hay what got my attention. It was not the […]
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Hollyday Wishes
Wishing you and yours a dry sofa in 2008.
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Shaking the Magic Google Ball
I’ve been socked this week by a stack of research papers, student yowls, and end-of-semester freak-outs. So the writing time? Very small. You know what that means, right? Memetime, lads and lassies! Thanks, Lone Grey Squirrel, for inspiring this meme: typing my answers to the following prompts into Google Image and then choosing a photo […]
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Arc of Some Skivers
In the fall of 1985, my mom dropped me off near the little town in Minnesota where I would be starting college. Fortunately, my aunt and uncle lived at the spot where she stopped the car, so it wasn’t like I was left trying to hitch a ride to campus or anything. Mom had a […]
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Wax On; Wax Off
In the past week, my mid-sized burg has received upwards of a foot and a half of snow. In other words, I’ve already had my Christmas. Snow, to me, is a gift. I love that junk–slippery, light, heavy, cold, transmuting, crystalline; it satisfies my Myers-Briggsian ENFP need for change, as it takes the entire world […]
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From the Mouth of Dinko
A few days ago, my new blog pal August, smitten with my irrepressible boy, challenged him to answer the Vanity Fair questionnaire that’s been making the rounds. Wee Niblet, aka “Dinko,” has subscribed to Vanity Fair for years now–two of them, to be exact (the subscription came about during potty training, as he put in […]
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If You Wheel It, He Will Roll
Groom just turned thirty-seven. We gave him a unicycle. He should never have said, offhandedly, as he bit into a piece of watermelon this summer, “By the time I’m forty, I want to be able to ride a unicycle.” ‘Cause then we gave him one. And now he has to master the sucker. Thus, Groom’s […]