The Mind Does What It Will (and usually that’s worry)

It’s been a month since I was hit by a car while riding my bike in Manhattan, and I feel strong enough by now to start telling people that I’ve moved beyond the Recovery phase and into that of Rehabilitation. This is a good thing, I feel, even if it means that I’ve become one …

Boys And Girls: Mini-Animals and Mini-Humans

Let me start off by warning the readers of this post that I am about to be sexist, and what’s more, that I will also engage in outdated, demonstrably untrue gender stereotypes. And yet I believe them and I’m trying to be funny, so being an archaic moron is okay, right? Nice thing about blogging: …

The Destruction, AKA, My Third Child

I’ve spent this week at home, knitting my bones and brain. I am starting to feel relatively like myself, at least a very tired version of said jackass. To those who responded to the earlier post, my father thanks you. He also suggested we hire him full time. Fortunately, as an editor as well as …