I recently read a twitter storm in which one guy was talking to another about his sexism. (Read about it here.) It was awesome, but something that was slightly distracting was the wide array of names Guy A made up to refer to Guy B, variations on the name “Bro.”
20 Years Later
Today is the 20th anniversary of my car accident.
When I got out of the hospital back then, I wanted to “get so much better” that no one would know anything had happened. I think I meant that I would not know it happened. That I couldn’t tell. That I would forget. I was afraid I was permanently damaged and would never amount to much.
Some Questions Are Better Unanswered
There is a Hallmark show, When Calls The Heart, I started watching in Seattle that I pretty much only got into because my girl friends did, but I stayed with it because I liked it and I could watch it in front of my Wee One without worrying about what she saw or heard.
Schooling Some Fools*
Sometimes, I’ll call down to the basement to get Cohiba’s attention and he’ll call back, “I can’t right now! Schoolin’ some fools!”
1, 2, 3, Jump!
This is a fantastic new game that is sweeping the nation Sahara’s household, and if you haven’t played it you don’t know what you’re missing.
A Lost Teaching Moment on Mass Incarceration: The St. Louis “Workhouse” — Social Policy
In the heat of the Northern Hemisphere summer, and particularly the Midwest humidity, I want to call attention to this situation from last week. In the 108 degree record-breaking heat, the men and women in this un-air conditioned Medium Security jail, or Workhouse (as it’s commonly called) were caught on camera calling for help.
Share Your World!
A midsummer share your world; thank you, Cee! How would you answer?
What is your favorite cheese?
Ooooohhhh… Thats a hard one. I tend to prefer soft cheeses, like a runny brie, or sun-soft gouda. (How are you? I’m gouda.)
Pictures of Me
Written with The Cure “Pictures of You” playing in my head
Do you ever, while in the middle of something, picture what it would look like form the outside? Like in a photo spread? You know, imagine the way the sunlight hits your arms or shines through your hair?
One Day I’ll Knooooooooooow…
A wonderful day has finally arrived: the day my toddler starts singing with me!
Share Your World – Treats and Rainy Days
How do you like to spend a rainy day?
Since I have the Wee One, I try to plan things for rainy days. Otherwise, she’s climbing up the walls-literally. She was on my FIL’s head yesterday.
