Category Archives: Essays
Intelligent But Lacks Motivation: The Story of a Bad Student
I was a straight A student and completely enamored with learning when I started elementary school. My first grade teacher, Miss Grey, was a peach. I loved her, which was a relief because my kindergarten teacher, Mrs. Becker, was kind of a bitch. She made me sit in the corner during nap time once for …
Girlfriends, Omnivores and Tossed Salads
Sometimes I suspect I have been cultivating degrees of separation all my life. Usually I blame it on my natural inclinations, being something of a loner who can mimic an extrovert fairly convincingly when the occasion dictates. I’m either an introverted extrovert or an extroverted introvert. It’s too complex to figure out and it’s really …
The Instruments of Comfort
I stepped outside and looked up to see the lights of an aircraft far above. There was something about the normality of that moment that brought a measure of comfort to my broken heart.
I’m off to the East Coast tomorrow to visit family. I haven’t seen them in two years, and I’m especially happy to be spending time with my only sister. It sucks, big suck, living so far away. In honor of the journey, I’m sharing an essay I wrote about the last trip I made to …
Gratitude and the Middle Class
Never look down on the people at the bottom of the ladder who may seem ignorant but are most likely just uneducated.
Slack Slack Slack They Call Him the Slacker
I told him it was a dog pancake for him because it was Valentines Day, and he laughed and said “It’s Valentines Day??”
Fat Dog, Fat Mommy: The Shameful Truth
we switched to a high quality slightly less expensive chicken and rice food with one of those wholesome sounding names–Whole Earth Farms or some other such nonsense. It sounded nice. Of course we knew it was not produced on a dog friendly hippy commune farm in sunny California, but most likely in a dog food plant in the industrial section of some mid-western town, hopefully NOT named Flint, but it sounded nice.
The A B C’s and O C D’s of Keeping Yourself Informed or How Not to be A Debbie Downer
I’ll never be voted the most Fun Facebook Friend of the year, and, if I hung out with people who had them, I probably wouldn’t get invited to cocktail parties either.
The Ghosts of Christmases Past
Subject: A Christmas Eve Remembrance Date: Monday, December 24, 2007 10:38 PM It’s Christmas Eve. There is a mantle of snow outside and twinkling lights strung in garland cast a warm glow throughout the room. The Bells of St. Mary’s is on, and Bing is crooning. There’s a Christmas roast in the bottom of …
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