From the monthly archives:
I had a bit of a to-do to attend tonight, and in somewhat of the capacity of host/emcee. I was kind of excited about having an appropriate occasion at which I could wear the stunning new top I bought when I was last in the big city. (It occurs to me now that I never [...]
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I know we all sometimes dream we can fly, and everyone eventually will have the dream about being naked and having to give a public talk, or sitting for an exam we never studied for in a class we never attended, and then there’s always the old chestnut of all your teeth falling out for [...]
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Back when he was alive, Edward Gorey used to live around here. Then, sadly, he died, and he didn’t leave a forwarding address. But I know his old address, and that’s where I went last night for a most delightful soiree. Seems they unearthed some of the original sketches for The Gashleycrumb Tinies, and are [...]
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It’s Dad day, which is a good day for me, since I happen to have lucked into having pretty much the coolest Dad ever. So when other people are half-heartedly sucking up to their progenitors, I am filled with the glow of non-hypocrisy on an officially hypocritical Hallmark Holiday. Because my Dad rocks. Yeah, he [...]
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Yesterday Matt asked me to paint his toenails, a summertime ritual we have followed for at least five years, possibly more. He wears very revealing sandals all summer, and he likes his toes to look pretty. Who doesn’t? I’m happy to oblige. He prefers glossy red, for the record. So just now I decided to [...]
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