Everyone dies.
Evil kills. Hearts unravel. Vultures circle.
Hope Floats. Truth lives. Bluebirds Sing.
May summer find you skinny-dipping in the rain, reading in the sunshine, and remembering the words of Dan Zadra – worry is a misuse of imagination; and the words of Abraham Lincoln - truth is generally the best vindication against slander.
Life is short.
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I once knew a woman who celebrated Easter, focusing on the Resurrection, with unusual zeal. I discovered why. But even those of us who are not fugitives, convicted felons, in need of new life, commit crimes against ourselves; others; the universe; and children, all of which deserve perfect Love.
It is spring. May [...]
I’m Dog-sitting in Des Moines.
From time to time I launch into a monologue I wrote a few months ago. Jake’s a good sport; he hears it a lot and always acts like he loves it. He’s such a smart dog (I am Food Girl II). Besides, some of you remember, if [...]
I don’t mind living with a writer.
I think she meant me. Let’s face it, writers like to sleep. Sleeping equals working. Dawdling equals working. Eating ice cream? Working.
Some believe writers should not be allowed to marry. Fine. These people were probably married to writers (or rejected [...]
“Justine” with Cledus T. Judd whose hit “It’s a Great Day to be a Guy” was on airwaves daily back when I first created gg.
Was it a great day to be a guy? I don’t know. But it was a great day to be me. Once I finally relented and let myself [...]
So I didn’t post for a few days?
After drinking half a bottle of merlot,
a reader accused me of being on strike.
I was drunk with happiness.
As if.
Lars and the Real Girl.
Let’s pretend my opinion matters. Let’s pretend a lot of things like…um…George Clooney visits this site regularly.
Good luck, Nancy Oliver! Great film.
*Addendum (the day after): of course, it went to “Juno.” Blah, blah, blah.
I took the red-eye from Los Angeles to Chicago with a little stop in Denver to let the injured passengers off the plane. The pilot said it was the most turbulence we’d experience (and survive).
While in California, I saw a greeting card that said, “Everything will be okay in the end. If it’s [...]
CHILD: Mommy, why do people say it’s a Doggy-Dog world?
MOTHER: A Doggy-Dog world?
CHILD: Yeah. People say it’s a Doggy-Dog world like it’s bad. I like dogs. Who doesn’t want to live in a Doggy-Dog world?
MOTHER: Oh, I see. Yes, a Doggy-Dog world sounds lovely, doesn’t it? Lots of happiness [...]
WOLFEBORO, NH - Camp Hattie during the holidays. I love our tree’s little lean.
Mom swears it doesn’t bother her that people celebrate the birth of Christ on her birthday. Nevermind that across the board, bible scholars agree, Jesus was not born on December 25.
Still, it doesn’t bother my mom, who really was born on Christmas Day. In any event, I won’t be voting for Mike Huckabee, [...]
