Jane had her first school dance last night. It was a Halloween Dance, which is easier than worrying about what to wear in other ways. She wasn’t planning on dancing, she just planned to be with her friends and have fun. But she danced, and she danced with her friends until her legs ached, and
Christine O’Donnell makes me giggle. I haven’t addressed her ridiculousness campaign yet on my blog, because I try to avoid low hanging fruit. Well, today the National Organization of Women has said that the Gawker Story about O’Donnell and her Halloween hookup is sexual slander. Had Ms. O’Donnell not made a video like this for
I wrote this headline ages ago, just hoping it would be true. It’s been a hideous abuse of the law and the court system, and while I’ve been in need of medical attention my fine physician had to defend himself against a ridiculous charge. Not Guilty. Now, Dr. Kapoor, can you please get back into
I love this update, how do you think they’ll handle it in the mainstream media? Will Ernie and Bert still have separate beds like Lucy and Ricky? Were they just testing the waters? I think it’s fabulous. Fab.U.Lous… and you can even do a little hand motion with that if you like.
When we are little girls there are large men. They aren’t necessarily tall, or wide, but they are large in our childhoods. We remember their smells, their habits, the way their walking sticks hit the ground and the size of their stride. We remember their faces only from pictures, because we are little when they