I hesitate to write this, because I hate bloggers who write about blogging. Just like I hate writers who write about writing and singers who sing about being a singer. Dear Stephen King, We like your stories, but we don’t necessarily want to know what makes you such a great storyteller or how you […]
Mall Nightmares
No one wants another blog post like the Walmart experience, least of all me. But I’ve just got to share another bizarre shopping experience. On Thursday I was at a mall, where, honestly, I thought maybe I had fallen asleep at the wheel driving there and was dreaming or had crashed and gone to […]
Junk Mail Bonding
My mail is ridiculously off the mark. I’m getting junk mail that has no business being in my house or anywhere near me. Either that, or I have an Eve Black inside me who comes out occasionally to fill out surveys in between clubbing and picking up men. I’ve talked before about how much […]
Esther Hamiltonization
Someone recently brought up the subject of Esther Hamilton, an old reporter for the Youngstown Vindicator. I am so glad. I was beginning to think that I dreamed her. But as it turns out, I think she was a real person. For Youngstowners of my generation, Esther was legendary. Kind of like King Arthur, […]
White Trash
I was walking my dog yesterday, early morning, and it was trash day, so we were dodging the garbage and recycling cans at the curb, which were covering up extremely valuable dog pee smells. People are so rude, to put their trash cans over top of urine-soaked grass. But they do. Even on my […]
Friend Me, Friend All My Personalities
My generation is having a barrel of fun with Facebook status updates. I know it’s driving younger people crazy because, like sports cars and booze, we’ve taken a good thing for youth and ruined it with our refusal to turn it over to the next generation. We insist that 50 is the new 17 and […]