I have no letters after my name. Okay, officially I have a B.A., which in today’s climate stands less for Bachelor of Arts as it does for Buy Additional — credits, tuition, college time — leading to more letters (like M.A. or PhD) if you actually want to get a job in the field. I [...]
Posts Tagged ‘baby’
Baby, It’s Cold Outside! (That’s Why I’m Inside)
December 14th, 2011
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Okay, so maybe this doesn’t mean much to you people in Scottsdale, Arizona, or Hilo, Hawaii, but Baby it’s cold outside! The Norwegian Artist and I regularly walk three miles a day, in one mile increments, but lately I’ve been joining the dog near the wood stove and giving the Norwegian That Look when he [...]
Reading the Last Page of the Book Is Not a Crime
March 29th, 2011
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Now I am not naïve enough to think that bad things don’t happen. Bad things happen to all of us, every single day, and for that reason I look for the total opposite in my reading pleasure.
That’s why it’s called reading “pleasure.â€
Sewing, Knitting, Quilting — Real Women and Real Men Do These Things
March 9th, 2011
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At the Norwegian Artist’s receptions and opening nights, I appear in something that exists all its own on the planet — no twin at Wal-Mart or Nordstrom’s — what I’m wearing is as unique, unusual, and imperfect as I am.
Is Trivia Really Trivial?
March 1st, 2011
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And before it be pointed out that there are far more serious issues to contemplate than invisible demarcation lines on plastic cups, allow me to observe that these lines — or lack of thereof — are a symptom of a larger issue:
Being forthright and honest. Or not.
