Ohio High School Has 64 Pregnant Students: “It’s time to take the blinders off and realize that these kids are having sex,” she said. “Obviously, abstinence is not working. If we have to, just give them condoms.” Whoa, novel.
In which I use chemicals to make myself feel like shit. And quite by accident, too. When Corby and I sat at the bar a few weeks ago and discussed the world at large, we spent quite some time on the topic of drunkard’s remorse: that feeling you have the day after drinking of extreme […]
In which I cut the sleeves off an old bride’s maid’s dress – eggplant, floorlength, strappy, six-paneled, and synthetic – and wear it to a party. Elisabeth and Nathan were married at a quarter to four on Sunday, but we didn’t go to the wedding. I was napping, and Brett was probably sitting on the […]
In which I prove I will go anywhere with my husband because I’m totally fucking superior. Saturday I went to Davenport with Mr. Brett to a motorcycle swap meet. He had money burning a hole in his pocket and wanted to, and I quote, “Buy something cool to drag home in the back of my […]
In which I work my ass off for, well, for fun. Apparently. Last night I went to Elisabeth’s bachelorette party, which did not involve male strippers and booze. It was a scavenger hunt. It started at the Farmer’s Market at six PM sharp, wended its way through Oby Nelson park, the graveyard, Chatauqua Park, and […]
In which I prepare to hang out in a room full of women. I’m going to Chloe’s to celebrate Elisabeth’s bridal shower. Yay! I do not have a camera with me to record this event, not even my cell phone (I don’t know where it is; I hope it’s at home on the laundry table). […]
In which a superior woman serves me superior pizza. I went to Christina’s for lunch today. She made awesome pizzas and salad. Her kids are aweome. Prasada was in a mood because she was starving and I was late, and she totally cracked me up about five times. Christina and I talked about going to […]
OMG, we went to Iowa City today! Brett rolled in around 2:30 from somewhere… I’d heard him drive off around ten this morning but hadn’t spoken to him so I didn’t know where he was going. Since it was Sunday, I assumed Bo’s and football on the telly. He said, “Do you still want to […]
I waited ’til well past two, and woke Brett up again. He didn’t want to do anything. I said, “Would you like to do something fun, or are you too tired?” He grumbled, “I’m pretty happy where I am.” So I went to Ottumwa by myself. I went to Taco Bell, Target, and The Brothers […]
