It’s been brought up at least a couple of times now: Why don’t you have comments enabled on your site? Good gawd. First of all, it’s news to me that anyone actually reads this, let alone wants to comment on it. I’ll admit that I’ve considered adding the comments feature and argued with myself that I didn’t need the hassle. Yes, the hassle. When you put an interactive feature on your site, you add the need to moderate it, and…
Yeah, I’m surrounded by comedians. At work, I get the web programmer greeting me with a smile and a “Hey! How’s my favorite girl in the art department today?” I always smile back and tell him, “Great! But I’m the only girl in the art department.” “Well, that’s why you’re my favorite!” After work, it’s a little bit different. The human encyclopedia likes to water down familiar songs by singing them with twisted lyrics: Fairy tales can come true, it…
Seventh grade was scary. It was bad enough that I had to go to school at an entirely different campus and that I had to have six teachers instead of one. Worse, they threw in kids from other grade schools and neighborhoods, and everyone else was bigger than me. The worst yet, P.E. (physical education) was a required class on which I actually had to be graded, which took the fun out of all the sports. To top it off?…
He thinks I’m cute. I think he’s wearing rose-colored glasses. He thinks that because of the way that I look and sound, I get away with a lot. I think that because of the way that I look and sound, no one takes me seriously. Case in point: he compares me to a doll. A doll. Tiny Tears with the “rock-a-bye eyes”—to be specific—because I fall asleep soon after I lie down. “I don’t,” I say. “You do,” he counters….
I am not a girly girl. I like men, I have hip-long hair, and I wear lipstick. That’s about the extent of my femininity. My wardrobe consists mostly of jeans, sweatshirts, and athletic shoes; and they are all comfortably durable and at least 10 years old. And I hate shopping. I really, really hate shopping. Which is why all of my clothes have been around for three presidential terms. That, and I’ve never really needed to buy a lot of…