Category: In Which We Set Ourselves Up for Mockery

  • Grace in Big Things

    1. No airplanes have fallen from the sky into my subdivision.

  • I’m Just So Pleased

    I’m ensconced in the bed, watching the Obamafest on HBO and PETE SEEGER is leading a group singalong of “This land is your land.” Do you think George Bush knows who Pete Seeger is? I’m singing along, I’m just so pleased with my country. Pete Seeger, people! Next I want … hmm.. Arlo Guthrie to…

  • High School Fallout

    I don’t recall why the Gifted / Talented program at my high school encouraged us giftards to have a Toga Day. That’s how we all ended up outside the principal’s office a month or so before graduation wrapped up in bedsheets. She let us wait and wonder what was in store for us for at…

  • My Spidey Instincts are Tingling

    Look at the time on this. Right now it’s midnight. I got a phone call an hour ago and I am still enraged. I was making lamb meatballs at 10:55. It was such an early-evening thing to do that when the phone rang, it seemed natural, but when I realized the time I knew someone…

  • First Commenter

    Citizen of the Month had the fine idea of honoring his First Commenter. My First (apart from my Mom), my very first, even before Becs, even before most of the Assorted Friends had even looked at the blog, was Catherine of So That Happened. I had logged in to Typepad and knew no one. I…

  • T-Minus 1

    Eeee! So exciting. I really thought hard about naming tomorrow’s post T-Minus .50, but no. By the way, someone came along today and read from September this year to the present day. I sit here and wonder about you Dots out there, and I assume this person has been in prison three months and is…

  • T-Minus 9

    More grimness! What is with me? So, it’s true what they say, the holiday season is rough if you’ve lost a loved one. I wasn’t expecting it to be rough on Thanksgiving, because Thanksgiving was never really a Mom holiday, given the heavy turkey and Mom’s 5-pound weight limit. Still, we’d always go visit Mom…

  • Feel Free to Disagree

    Every once in a while I think, “I should post that,” and then I censor myself, because these are opinions that I know are not widely held. Like this opinion about Paris Hilton. Then I think, maybe these opinions aren’t scandalous, maybe they can just inspire debate. I don’t mean impassioned debate, more like a…

  • Basement Dream

    Whenever a friend suffers a death in the family, I tell them, “You think it’s bad now, you should feel it six months from now. It’s really hard then.” I say that because I am so thoughtful. And since I am the expert since Dad died twenty years ago. And I’m sure my friends find…

  • Never Forget What?

    I got up this morning and heard on the television there was to be a 9/11 special report, with reporters at Ground Zero, the Pentagon, and Shanksville, Pensylvania. “Huh,” I thought, “Why are they in Pensylvania?” Just for a second.