by Mir | Dec 10, 2008 | Growing, My name is Grumplestiltskin, Offspring: ecstasy and agony
… for everyone to LOSE THEIR FREAKIN’ MINDS. Seriously, I don’t know what it is about December—whether the twinkling lights, much like certain over-the-top animated programs, cause people’s brains to short-circuit, or if all of that...
by Mir | Dec 8, 2008 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
On a typical day, I don’t get dressed until lunchtime. I could tell you that I’m more creative in my pajamas, or that I set a certain amount of work I feel I must complete before I’ve “earned” a shower, but the reality is that I’m...
by Mir | Dec 7, 2008 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
“When should we call?” she asks, as we tuck hairbrushes and toothpaste into the overnight bag, and I remind her brother that actually, “a change of clothes” generally includes underwear, as well. “Honey, you’re gonna be gone, like,...
by Mir | Dec 5, 2008 | Haven't been hit by lightning yet!, My name is Grumplestiltskin, What do I do all day?
There is a downside to working from home, all by myself. Some might say that it’s causing me to become even stranger than I already am, but those people are hopefully not within stabbing distance, because I have a mug full of dull pencils and I’m not...
by Mir | Dec 4, 2008 | Ottomatic For the People
I have a thing about birthdays. The whys and wherefores and traumas—real or imagined—therein are not important right now, but for many years, I hated birthdays. I tried to ignore my own, and my uncomfortable attempts to celebrate on others’ special...
