“I wrote 63 songs this year. They’re all about Jeter.” Just kidding. The game we love, the players we hate, and more.
From Norman Mailer to Wendy Pepper — everything on film, TV, books, music, and snacks (shut up, raisins), plus the Girls’ Bike Club.
Helping public schools, winning prizes, sending a crazy lady in a tomato costume out in public.
Monologues, travelogues, fiction, and fart humor. And hens. Don’t forget the hens.
The Tomato Nation advice column addresses your questions on etiquette, grammar, romance, and pet misbehavior. Ask The Readers about books or fashion today!
My take on The Outsiders: The Complete Novel is up at The House Next Door (I’d have linked sooner but I just found out today that it had gone up).
I’ve (re-)discovered a few things over the course of the recent Days Of Rage. Some of them are great!
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a lonely girl in possession of a library card must be in want of a twin. The child who spends a lot of time in books also spends …
Stay golder …? golden?
What a great essay, Sars.
I haven’t though about The Outsiders in years, but my love for the book, and by extension, the movie, knew no equal when I was 13.
“Golder,” i.e. “more gold.”
Which is what I chant at stoplights when I hope to make it through the intersection before they change. “Stay green! ‘Cause green is like gold. Which is not ideal but still better than red.”
As someone for whom life all but stops if I happen upon this movie while flipping channels, I say fabulous & right on! In fact, my friends and I still often yell a hearty, “Let’s do it for Johnny!” in place of a “Let’s roll” or a “Hurry up.”
And as for watching it without sound, I’d love it; I’m pretty sure I could supply the dialogue anyway.
Loved the essay (and thanks again for your kind — and wise — words about my cat, Tim.