The only possible connection I can see between these two items is that the author of the book on estrangement – the one I ordered1 – is, indeed, a lesbian, although her text (while it is inclusive of persons of varied backgrounds, including those of differing sexual orientations) has nothing to do with lesbianism per [...]
Some time ago, I tweeted, “I really need to find a way to sort out which of the voices in my head I should be listening to, and which I should ignore.” Lest anyone imagine I was joking, I present the following, composed, yes, entirely on my blackberry this morning (with a few edits/link and [...]
My neighbors, last joked about here1, have what looks to be some strange former craft project set out with the trash. And not only is it set out with the trash, it also seems to contain trash. (I figured snapping these pictures was obnoxious enough as far as neighbor behavior goes; I didn’t actually investigate [...]
Recently, I was invited to join a group called “52 Stories” on Flickr. After leaving an exceptionally long and undoubtedly annoying comment in the group’s discussion forum about how I wasn’t sure how this or that would work and how I’d most likely flake out after making a sincere initial effort, I finally posted something. [...]
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Yesterday, I turned 38. (Am still somewhat in denial. For instance, I first typed that as “28.”) Among the festivities of the day was Lamb of God’s last show in Richmond, before they head out on their big tour with Metallica. It was a great show, about which more will have to be written at [...]
In case you don’t hear much from me over the next month, the reason – I mean, besides “the election, my children, and drowning in bills” – is as follows (as previously announced here). Word count shown here reflects only my first two days’ work, still quite short of the ideal average of 1,667 words [...]
In the middle ground between tweeting and blogging, there is, apparently, tumblr-ing – so in case people had wondered whether I still formed thoughts outside 140 character increments and the occasional hellishly long post here, this is where I’m doing that. It’s nothing much, but it’s more than nothing. If I were a smart girl, [...]
I have a brief post on my Tumblelog in honor of Kate Millett, an imperfect and, in many circles, all but forgotten feminist revolutionary here. Here, also, is a photo of me with Kate in 1992: There’ll come a time when I’m ready to write much more about her. For now, suffice it to say [...]
Digging through old photos tonight and found this. Does not seem possible that this is the teenager, eight years ago, all thrilled about this backyard frog.
