March 2007 – Page 5

Am smug

With the knowledge that my exercise playlist is the bestest (“Whiskey in a Jar,” “Just Like You Imagined,” “Rumba de Barcelona,” etc.). What are you smug about?

Is an awesome poetry collection from Ellen Bush, available via Bull City Press. I wrote a detailed (and florid) review this winter, but the file seems to be missing from my hard drive. Have got my flashlight and my mutt-that-might-as-well-be-a-bloodhound and am looking for it in the dark corners of cyberspace. Anyway, don’t wait forContinue reading “Licorice”

It must be spring

The crazies are out. For example: trash-talking me while I’m standing five feet away and then trying to pretend as if everything is jolly good = crazy. Someone has never heard of karma, and probably wouldn’t know it if it sucker-punched them in the face (though then again, hopelessness is a sin). Speaking of crazies:Continue reading “It must be spring”

Speaking of “elite institutions of higher learning”

Another day, another gem published in The Chronicle: Now, for the sake of context, please check out the column that the fine gentleman is referencing. Got all that? Now on to the gem: Jacqui Detwiler asks “why on earth” parents would not want their daughters spared from STDs (“‘H’ is for ‘Hussy,’” Feb. 28). TheContinue reading “Speaking of “elite institutions of higher learning””

Intellectual Cyclists on a Rampage: A Horror Story

In the past month, I’ve experienced three near-collisions. Not because I was wasted (shut up, everyone), not because I was freshening up my mascara in the rearview mirror, and certainly not because I was receiving road-head, but because… and I’m going to take a few deep breaths here… Bicyclists. On. Campus. Think. They. Are. Bloody.Continue reading “Intellectual Cyclists on a Rampage: A Horror Story”