I’ve said it so many times, I can’t remember to whom I’ve said it and on what walls of which elevators I’ve scratched it with my
Dodo-birds, Unite! Before We’re All Fricassee The following is a speech from Tony Kushner’s play, A Bright Room Called Day. Shut up. Listen. There is something
I hate the cavalier way people use the horrific to describe the irritating or inconvenient, like calling the lifeguards at our small beach Sand-Nazis because they
How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live. Henry David Thoreau I might have hesitated to
I’m still not sure about this blogging thing. For example, when I wrote about my evening out with friends a couple of weeks ago, I forgot
Cecil the Lion or rather his pelt will be competing for most common costume this Halloween—appropriate, considering this is the holiday on which, traditionally, we celebrate
A recluse walks into a sports bar and everyone standing near the door yells, “Karen!” Don’t hold your breath – there’s no punch line. It’s the truth
Typically English: chavvy. Typically American: obnoxious. Tipichno Russkiy: corrupt. Typsche Deutsche? Tall, blonde, muscular, looks as if he may play football (soccer), but wears a Nazi
I’ve lived in Minnesota my whole life. My grandparents came to Minnesota from the old country and never saw reason to move on. I’m always surprised
I was walking the dogs around Staring Lake when, from somewhere overhead, I heard a sound I’d never heard before: a clear, sweet, almost melodic, chattering