Bitches And Bitching
When I was five, I remember standing in front of the refrigerator repeating the word “bitch” over and over in a sing-songy sort of way. My mom couldn’t really be mad—it was cute. She just let me go on for a minute, then gently advised that I find another song to sing.
I didn’t know […]full article →
I’ve written different variations of this article at least four times over the last ten years. (With luck, I won’t lose this one, too.) For those who may be confused, I offer a quick note on dashes.
There are two basic dashes—the em dash and the en dash:
em dash (—) its name derived from […]full article →
The Funeral Photographer
This is not a service I recall having seen advertised. Still, I felt compelled to assume the position yesterday at my brother-in-law’s memorial service.
There are obvious reasons why no one would want their picture taken at a funeral:
it’s something they’d rather forget their makeup is running and they look like a train wreck […]full article →
I was trying to think of a Google query I could make that wouldn’t result in porn:
“the holy bible king james version”
As funny and ironic as BiblePorn™ is, this exercise is disheartening on a few different levels:
a) Level of ease.
When I was a kid, I had to actually go outside and […]