I did the dishes. But I left the Presto Power Crisp full of bacon fat on the counter. It’s not that I’m not interested in cleaning it– I scrubbed WAY more disgusting pans at...
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Monthly Archives: October 2009
The Bacon Fat on the Counter
I did the dishes. But I left the Presto Power Crisp full of bacon fat on the counter. It’s not that I’m not interested in cleaning it– I scrubbed WAY more disgusting pans at...Chick-Fil-A or Bust
A glorious email from FRANCES today made me feel more human than I have in a LONG time. Let’s just say that Frances, mired in motherhood, had a stressful last few days. So thusly she hired a...Robert Sean Leonard’s Voice
At 6:15 a.m., in the dark today, a voice came down through the wires and I felt it. I recognized it. It was the poetry of my youth, the angst I can only recall theoretically now....
On 6 p.m., Friday… These Days
These days, 6 p.m. Friday isn’t just the end of a week. It’s the sloughing off of another bit of heartache. It’s the another step up the mountain we are climbing, all of us...January 2012
Wonderful.
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