And that’s all we have time for tonight, folks, but come back tomorrow, or maybe the next day, for an all new episode of, “Vexed and the City,” or is it, “Hexed in the Titty?” “Messed up and Shitty?” I know, I know, you just can’t wait.
I just discovered this event, the North Carolina Festival of the Book, is taking place just down the road in April, and it’s free. FREE!!! Check out the speaker list! Normally I hear about events like this occurring in places far, far away, but I can be in Durham in 45 minutes. I’m so pumped!
Twenty years ago, on a clear blue day much like this one, I sat in a sunny social studies classroom at Central Junior High and stared raptly at a TV screen that mirrored the sky beyond the 10-foot windows just a few feet from my desk. I was ten years old, and my fellow 6th graders … More Looking skyward
You’re familiar with trail mix, right? A bunch of random food items thrown into the same bag, uniting as a single product? Little of this, little of that. That’s what this post is: trail mix. Note: I started this post during a slow stretch on Friday afternoon. The slow stretch quickly turned into an avalanche … More I promised intelligence but you’ll have to settle for this
This just in: Pop star Michael Jackson was spotted shopping in a Bahrain mall on Wednesday, hiding his face behind a veil and donning a black robe traditionally worn by women in the Gulf. He also had his kids veiled and robed, and a friend at work told me he was recently discovered in a … More From black to white to…woman?
I’m starting at the end and working my way back to this morning. If you’re squeamish, even just a little, don’t read #5. 1. Thank God “Commander in Chief” just rescued me from American Idol auditions. Damn. I’m embarrassed for some of those people. Did you see that girl who wanted to kick Paula Abdul’s … More Holy crap, y’all
Over at Erstellen Mutterschaft today, Calliope raised a very important question: is THIS the face of women in 2006? THIS, specifically, is the winner of the Miss American pageant, along with her 49 competitors. You’ve seen them before–they’re basically the same every year: glazed eyes, plasticine faces, fake boobs, blank expressions. In response to Calliope’s … More The face of women in 2006
Thursday night is yoga night in my universe. I practice yoga at home on my own a few days a week, but on Thursdays I get to go to a studio class and study with Martha, who knows the poses very well, is very humorous and lighthearted, and looks a great deal like Joan Baez. … More So 1987 of me
A few months ago two new buildings started going up at the end of my street. There were no signs, no “opening soon” messages heralding new businesses, and it became a little game trying to figure out what we had to look forward to. My mom’s regular guess was “dry cleaner.” My neighbor Robin was expecting … More Somewhere in my life and childhood, I must have done something good
(Because all of my profile pictures seem to feature a fraction of my face surrounded by a hoodie or a cat, I’ve decided to reveal myself by telling you a terribly dull story about growing out my hair, and then asking you to make comments about it.) At the end of the summer of 2004 … More Now you see it, now you don’t, OR Beyond the hoodie
one small corner of the universe 