“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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I have a story in my head: Latin 5 must save a classmate who has been taken. Latin 5 does more than march through sanitized Catullus at this institution.
All righty, friends. I PROM-ised (…boooo) to throw us a dance to celebrate making it to our fundraising milestone. Now we just have to pick a date. I really want as many people to come …
I really, really want some boots this fall. I try half-assedly every year to make this happen, but usually give up because it’s just so darn difficult.
I’m a mid-30s woman living in a state with a full four seasons. I’m hourglassy, with a defined waist and small boobs, and a pretty big caboose.
In honor of my wonderful friend A’s birthday this week, I decided to ask a question that has kept me up nights for almost a decade.
My friend Catherine (36) and her husband Scot (38) have been married for about a year and a half now. It is her first marriage and his third.
I’m on a quest to track down a book that my mom read as a teen, but can’t remember the title of and thus has never been able to find again.
I have a problem. A kitty-related problem. I have two adult male cats, neutered, 6 years old.