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Welcome back for Part 2 of a four-part series on (as the title suggests) "Objects I Have Been Hit In the Head With." This next object made contact with my head a year and a half after the previous one (a vintage 1970s stacked heel boot). And believe you me, this next object was a good deal heavier and a lot scarier than being clobbered ...
I have a very thick skull. This can be said of me in both a literal and figurative sense. On numerous occasions, I've accidentally butted my boyfriend's head with my own. It barely registered with me, but sure gave him a headache. Consequentially, my boyfriend's pet name for me is "The Juggernaut," a nod to the musclebound villain of the X-Men franchise who wears an over-sized ...
July 26, 2011 - Today would have been my Mom's 60th birthday. It's been nearly six years since she's been gone. I still miss her and think about her and my father every day. My brother and I were fortunate to have two parents were colorful characters who fostered every creative dream we had, who knew how to be a friend to their kids, and ...
It’s been awhile since I’ve posted about my poop. I was reminded of this watching an episode of House on Monday in which the Patient of the Week was a chronic blogger who wrote about everything – except her own poop. When the titular catankerous M.D. asked her why she didn’t, she said because it was “gross” and not something people would be interested in. Apparently, ...
Is anyone else burnt out on all this “holiday cheer”? Days before Halloween — not even before Thanksgiving – Rite Aid aisles were already clogged with tinsel, wrapping paper, and Santa Claus hats right alongside wolfman masks. It wasn’t even Thanksgiving yet, and radio stations had been “Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree” non-stop. One of my co-workers (who I actually like a lot, her wretched taste in ...
