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Thank you, gentlemen, for helping me appreciate a good man when I found one.


     

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Why I hate Administrative Professionals Week


This is a little late but I have to post it. I was having a conversation with a coworker on why I generally hate the idea of Administrative Professionals Week. First, why the fuck is a whole week? She transcribed … Continue reading

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Why It Is So Easy To Hate You


This quote has been referenced many times, by me, in this blog – and by many others. Screw you – here it is again: What if this young woman, who writes such bad poems, in competition with her husband, whose … Continue reading

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God Has The Blues (And So Should You)


I first wanted to write about hoodoo’s influence on the blues. Then I wanted to write about hoodoo’s influence on vodou. Then I remembered that I do not know anything — so I stopped. However, I have many favorites. I … Continue reading

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Favorites


My two boys. One seven, one almost three months. Smiles from strangers. Making you laugh. Odd bursts of affection: giving and receiving. Secret compliments. Roundness. Knowledge. Knowing the answers to questions. My career. My mother, my sister, my nieces and … Continue reading

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April 2008- February 2006


‘Why, there’s hardly enough of me left to make one respectable person!’ Continue reading

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Ces gens-là


Damn right the questions were hard, but the answers were easy as pie. Continue reading

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