Last Friday I wrote a guest post about being an alcoholic for Stefanie’s blog, and some of you guys went over and read it. One of you, in particular, who has been reading me for a long time, liked the post because you said it felt “real.” This made me think a little bit. Because […]
People, if when you finish this, you decide you haven’t had enough myopic navel-gazing for a Friday morning, please go check out my guest post today at Stefanie Wilder-Taylor’s blog, Baby On Bored. We’ll be talking about not drinking, so be sure to bring your dancing shoes. The first time you met somebody who shared […]
John writes the nasty, mean, and introverted songs.
Chris was a foot soldier in the Coke Wars of ’97, but when he enlisted he was already a three-time loser. Surfing, selling, and stealing had already bested him, so by the Fall of 1996, he had long since laced up his Doc Martens, packed up his Social Distortion collection, and rolled up and over […]
[singlepic=556,560,560,,center] Though she had never been into dolls, in most ways, Charlotte Sometimes could pass for an ordinary girl of six. She did not like them–not baby dolls, not princess dolls, not even the politically incorrect Barbie, or her dowdy friend, Skipper–not the dolls that ate and peed, sat and cried, smiled and cooed. It […]
You were about six years old when you figured out adults were mostly liars. Your parents were on vacation and your paternal grandparents were staying with you in the house you grew up in. You never enjoyed it when your parents went away, and being left with the grandparents added insult to injury, but at […]
“It’s like you have a column in a newspaper. Except it’s every day. And you own the newspaper.” “Well, I did always like the columns you wrote for the Star Free Press.” ” . . .” “It’s like, I go to the Washington Post website, or the LA Times. And I can’t–well, I mean, even […]