There’s a certain sentence that I don’t say around my friends. It’s a secret combination that I never say out loud, because if I do, it’s sure to unleash a tide of raised eyebrows and ‘Reaaaaaaaaaaaaaly?’s, and a whole host of half-baked justifications and excuses will tumble out of my mouth. Reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaly, it’s better to just keep it to myself.… [Read more]
It’s the morning after the 4th of July, and I’m surveying the wreckage. My back yard is spilling over with the aftermath of an all-day party featuring 20 bands, a root beer keg, plenty of “real” beer too, a kiddie pool located dangerously close to a power line that got knocked down by that vicious storm the other day, and a whole lotta people actin’ ignorant (we tried to get a Chuck E.… [Read more]
Unity, the proverbial bone of contention, and the reason I carried a jar with me on my impromptu visit to Saint Paul’s Chapel in Lower Manhattan yesterday (to catch the inevitable rush of drops from my eyeballs). Some women who have better bodies than most of us, and a whole lot less shame, wrap themselves in it (no, not when they die, silly).… [Read more]
This message was sent by President Obama today:
Early this morning, the last of our troops left Iraq.
As we honor and reflect on the sacrifices that millions of men and women made for this war, I wanted to make sure you heard the news.
Bringing this war to a responsible end was a cause that sparked many Americans to get involved in the political process for the first time.… [Read more]
