Back to school has always been one of my
favorite times of the year. There’s just something about ball point pens, loose
leaf, and marble notebooks that set my heart aflutter. But while I loved school
I hated the other kids. Well not all of them, just the bullies. Nowadays
bullies and their aberrant behavior are taken seriously: therapists are called,
charges are pressed. But back in the day it was every kid for herself.
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
The Power of Christ Annoys Thee
One of the things I like about running at my
local outdoor track, instead of on the treadmill at the gym, is that nobody
bothers me, until now. As I was finishing my first lap a woman in a sun hat,
flowered dress, and sensible shoes tried to hand me a religious tract, while I’m
running on the track. Say that three times fast why dontcha. When I’m working
out, I don't carry a handbag and fanny packs are undignified. So where did she
expect me to put a pamphlet? I had a few ideas, but all seemed rude and vaguely
illegal.
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Thank You Chick-fil-A
I’ve
actually been trying to enjoy my summer so I’m a little late to the party on
the national news. There seems to have been a bit of hoopla over statements
made by Chick-fil-A’s president in his support for “traditional” marriage and
therefore his de facto stance against gay marriage. (It presupposes, of course,
that one group has the right to decide which definition of traditional we’re
all supposed to be abiding by. Forgive my unease, but historically this hasn’t
always worked out for women, the poor, or the naturally tan but, you know,
whatever.) Moving right along.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Brow Beating
Coming In Hot, Fast & Mad
I went to get my eyebrows done the other day. I get them threaded now instead of waxed. I can't really say that one is less painful than the other. I suspect years of waxing has probably just deadened the feeling in that part of my face.
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