by Mir | Nov 9, 2004 | Health is overrated
I will exercise until my ass and thighs no longer jiggle like a bowlful of jelly when I walk, or until I get tired and need to lie down. Please stay by your phones. I am headed upstairs to remove my wardrobe from the elliptical trainer, watch reruns of “Little...
by Mir | Nov 8, 2004 | Health is overrated
My name is Mir, and I’m a sugarholic. Today marks the first day of the rest of my life (at least until the Christmas season is fully upon us and it becomes my civic duty to eat a lot of sweets again). I plan to take it one day at a time, working my way through...
by Mir | Nov 8, 2004 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
It’s November. It’s November in New England. It’s winter coat weather. Chickadee adores her bus driver, and with good reason; that woman is remarkable. You couldn’t pay me enough to get up early in the morning and drive around an entire busload...
by Mir | Nov 7, 2004 | Friends
Despite Kira’s staunch refusal to have a sex-change operation and marry me, I do love her like a soul-mate. Behold but a sampling of the wisdom that issues forth from her on a regular basis: “Where the heck are all the single Christians? I mean, do most...
by Mir | Nov 7, 2004 | Haven't been hit by lightning yet!
It’s started already. People are falling under the spell of the new me with my fabulous new glasses. Fame and fortune are within my grasp; as is utter humiliation. To wit: The scene is the church kitchen. Choir rehearsal has finished, and I am hiding in the...
