“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’m knee-deep in old Vine letters, porting them over from the previous system. I know, I know. Anyway, the formatting is not going to win any beauty contests, but at least they’ll have made it over here at last.
It might interfere with substantive updating, though, so if it’s a bit quiet around here in the next couple of days, forgive me.
I’ve (re-)discovered a few things over the course of the recent Days Of Rage. Some of them are great!
I found it while researching a murder (…this is a sentence I have more frequent use for than most), the true story of a neighborhood legend from my childhood. I grew up in a leafy, …
Tell the truth — you’re still recovering from the National Grammar Day party, aren’t you?
Thanks, Sars…this must be like cleaning closets for you.
Ooh – I can’t wait for the return of Jack and the Can of Tomatoes! Jack! Jack! Jack!
Shit, I forgot that Jack’s been AWOL for like a year.
I’ll post here when a “famous” Vine like that one goes up.
Oh, please please please do! I can’t believe I’m forgetting lines like: “Joining the Peace Corps? That’s for amateurs! Getting arrested? A MERE BAGATELLE!”
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god, I love that one. So. Much. :)
Oh lord, I forgot all about Jack! TN & The Vine kept me entertained during many, many boring hours in my into computational linguistics class in college…I can’t wait to revisit the archives!