As a college student, I briefly nannied this horrible shit of a Kindergartener. I say “briefly” because when one’s head and heart tells them to address a 5-year-old as a “shit” (even internally), it becomes clear that career choices at some point were askew. Also his mother paid me like a blind beggar, insisting she was shoving silent … Continue reading »
Tagged with blogging …
Some time on a day or maybe night, between 8 am & Apocalypse
Elizabeth Taylor once said “It is strange that the years teach us patience; that the shorter our time, the greater our capacity for waiting.”. At some other point Andy Warhol also talked, and when he did he said “The idea of waiting for something makes it more exciting.”. Then I showed up and was all “I’m … Continue reading »
Scary Funny
He wore a god damn yellow bow tie. He spoke in tones that swooped low before looping high in the air. He seemed to always hiccup and swallow giggles. The Mad Hatter. Cheerful Circus Freak. Clumsy. Goofy. His voice was a rollercoaster swerving wildly in directions that made you nervous laugh from the adventure and imminent … Continue reading »
You’ve Got Mail… and Bear Issues.
“I am not overlooking any mail. I’m looking at all of it. I even wrote back to the Viagra people.” – Randy Newman I once camped beside the mailbox waiting for a small, bubble-wrapped baby panda to arrive. I’d paid my mother’s hard-earned cash to Adopt Wildlife, and I’d be there to greet my bear baby’s gaze the moment she plopped … Continue reading »
Celi Mosley: This Bloggy Wedding Has A Need For Swede.
Some days I look in the mirror and am mostly pleased with my crooked little nose and squinty eyes. Dare I say it? I be precious. But an image problem has haunted me since childhood. What appears to be a normal face suddenly contorts, scrunches, and otherwise spasms whenever a camera appears. While friends might almost … Continue reading »
