I was leafing through an expensive exclusive clothing catalogue today, lusting after things I can’t remotely afford and fighting the urge to start feeling sorry for myself. They tell me that I can choose my feelings as carefully as I choose my words, that I can choose to refuse to feel bad. I suspect that […]
Month: March 2013
tl;dr
I discovered this abbreviation this morning in an article about a British 17-year-old who just sold an “automatic article summarization algorithm” to Yahoo for some thirty million dollars. When I was 17, I was earning 50 cents an hour as a babysitter, work that included washing dirty dishes that had been stacked in a dirty […]
God’s Toenails and Spies
Words are wonderful things. Gods are, too. I’ve always fancied a Grecian sort of formula, where a cantankerous bunch of gods vie with each other for followers and power, up to their necks in petty grievances and revenges and seductions and machinations and magnanimous acts of blessing. I can understand these immortals (they are, after […]
Turtles, Tits, Boredom, Butter, and Other Reasons for Divorce
I am ridiculously pleased to report that the word “tit” originally meant “a small animal or object.” This is a vindicating validating victory for A-cup women everywhere! No, I was not cruising tits (of any size) on the internet. If you check up on me and such searches show up from this IP address, Husband […]