Kid 1: Haha, I farted! Kid 2: Who cares? That’s not that funny. Everyone farts. Farts are natural. Kid 3: Yeah. God made the fart.
The thing about me as a child is that I was very gullible. Very, very gullible. I was relatively sheltered, mostly because I came from a stable family environment full of love and support and all the stuff that makes terrible artists. And so I was like the rat in those old experiments, the one … Continue reading
One day last week, a kid kept calling me Sassy Lady until I asked him what, exactly, he was talking about. “Gangnam Style!” he said cheerfully, and then, making the horse riding motions as well as Psy himself, sang, “Heeeeeeeeeeey! Sassy Lay-day!” “I am so glad that is what you think that song says,” I … Continue reading
By writing this I know that I am about to admit that I watch a show aimed at teenagers and families, and being neither, I don’t know what it says about me. Blame Amy Sherman-Pallidino. If Bunheads, a.k.a. “Gilmore Girls – Now, with more Dancing!” hadn’t aired on ABC Family, I might have never accidentally … Continue reading
Hello! It appears to be March. March 5th, to be exact, and I have been quiet for nearly two weeks after getting my eyes blasted with lasers. This is because I have been, each and every day, marveling over my new superpower. I am the amazing sighted woman, with the ability to shovel eight inches … Continue reading