“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.
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Hee. Hee hee. Hee. HAAAAA HA HA HA! It’s not a bad movie, but the ending should be creepy, and instead, it’s just funny, for two reasons: 1) Cliff Robertson’s hair. Hee. Hee hee; and 2) John Lithgow, you already got the part, so why don’t you CALM DOWN JUST A LITTLE BIT, damn. And shave off that mustache, it’s horrible. (5/17/04)
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 …
Hey. I don’t know what we do now either. I DO know that we’ll need each other going forward, as we always have, for support, mutual aid, and information on where to get high-quality wide-calf …
