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The Wedding: A Parable.
Recently I attended the wedding of one of Max’s oldest friends, who was also a member of his band. It was a joy to see this wonderful young man celebrating his love for his adoring bride, his obvious soulmate. The … Continue reading
A Fun Quiz!
Spouse A says to spouse B: You never want to talk to me! Spouse A is : 1. Male 2. Female In my entire life, I’ve only heard this complaint ONE SINGLE time where it was the other way around. … Continue reading
Meet a Troll
In response to my last post about rock bands, I received the following comment by someone using the name Gene Simmons: i hate that old dried up cunt, the one who ´s son died ~ Here are my thoughts. It’s wrong to attack … Continue reading
Weiner Dog
Anthony Weiner is a gift from god for people like me who are struggling with depression. His predicament (no pun intended) is so bizarre and tawdry, and yet Shakespearean. If character is destiny, Weiner is screwed, or as he would put … Continue reading
Losing It
Reading the New York Times online, I just got sidetracked by a link that said: “Worried about your memory? 5 Signs it’s Serious.” As it happens, I have no short-term memory and little of the other kind either. People are … Continue reading
Fun With Werner Herzog
I fucking love Werner Herzog. I love his interviews and panel discussions as much as I love his movies. He is a master at articulating abstract ideas and finding absurdity and allegory and pathos in almost every human endeavor. Max loved him too. … Continue reading
Mothers Day
This Mothers Day I am reminded of The Mommy Exchange I outlined last year. It’s a really great system, now more than ever. I think of my commenters here as my babies, even if you’re older than me. You’ve all given me … Continue reading
Attention Wordists
Reading the little profiles of people on tumblr, I noticed that a few people described themselves as eccentric. Like, ‘eccentric 19 year old art student loves cats, drawing, photography cupcakes and random cartoons.’ My feeling is, you don’t describe yourself as eccentric. That’s … Continue reading
Seething Hatred
Three months ago, I wrote about how hard it is to accept being powerless. Now, I am a malignant mass of seething hatred for my ex-husband. If only I could kill him. It would be an act of mariticide, although … Continue reading
Better Words
There are so may feelings and situations for which there are no words in English. 1. What about the feeling when you want to kill your ex-husband? I have that right now. 2. What about that tingle you get when you swallow some … Continue reading