On the Eighth Day
And on the seventh day God ended His work which He had done, and He rested on the seventh day from all His work which He had done. Then God blessed the seventh day and sanctified it, because in it He...
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Right here at the beginning, I need to tell all those who read yesterday’s post how grateful I am for you. For those of you who commented, I tried to reply to individual comments and I couldn’t do it....
View ArticleSloppy Firsts
His name was Jack, and I shared my first kiss with him. Except shared isn’t quite the right word. I was fourteen years old and desperate for a real kissing experience. I hated to be the only one among...
View ArticleButt Holes and Baby Bunnies
At dinner, I asked Brian what I should write about tonight. This is a pathetic gesture which usually means that all the blog post ideas in my little idea file seem too cerebral and my brain is tired....
View ArticleThe 2011 Award for Best Use of Peer Pressure for the Good of Humanity and Its...
Jacob found out that his friend Hector* had been smoking pot with some of his other friends. Jacob’s response went something like, “Dude, that’s stupid. I’m not hanging out with you if you’re smoking.”...
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I’m trying to find new therapists – a clinical psychologist for myself and a family therapist for Jacob, Abbie, and me to see together. I hate making the calls. The calls to find a family therapist are...
View ArticleFollow That Rabbit
I wrote part five of The Transcendent Familiar (No idea what I’m talking about? Here: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4). Really, I did. As it turns out, though, what I thought was part 5 is actually part...
View ArticlePediatric Mental Illness on Parade
My friend Olive and her little girl came to visit us. (Her name is not really Olive, but her anonymous-for-the-web name for her daughter is Pickles, so I’m going with a whole relish-tray theme.) This...
View ArticleOne Sack of Hammers, Hold the Water
Brian: That guy is as dumb as a sack of wet hammers. Me: How is a sack of wet hammers any stupider than a sack of dry ones? Brian: The wet ones didn’t have the sense to come in out of the rain. Moral...
View ArticleAdulting
“Adulting” isn’t a verb but it should be. To adult is some elusive combination of things like always having clean underwear in the drawer, never ramming a cart when people leave one the middle of the...
View ArticleBut It’s a Really Good Book
76.4% of my life presented in one brief scene: 8:40 pm, couch. Brain Part 1: I’m going to head to bed early and read a book. Brain Part 2: First I have to clean the kitchen. 1: It’s a really good book....
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