Tag: Me

  • Santa

    I found this old photo of my younger brother and me the other day. It is interesting to look at. My brother doesn’t look comfortable at all. He is probably looking at my mom thinking, “can I get off of this stranger’s lap?” I seem very serious. I am holding a card in my hand,…

  • My first car was a Ford Pinto. In fact, it was my step-dad Doug’s Ford Pinto. When I learned how to drive (he taught me. My mom didn’t have the patience) he gave me his Pinto, which was really nice of him. It was a super dorky car to drive at the time. You may…

  • Not the part about ransacking homes. The other stuff. If was being honest with myself.

  • One Sentence for Each Year of My Life

    This is a very long list. Because I’m old. 1969: I’m still considered a child of the sixties, right? 1970: I’m not the youngest anymore. Damn. 1971: I can yell louder than the baby. 1972: Fuck this middle child shit. 1973: Musical Kindergarten! 1974: Real Kindergarten and the Spokane World’s Fair! 1975: Chicken Pox during…

  • I came across this meme on Sassenach’s blog when I was catching up on my blog reading the other day. Since then I’ve found it all over the internet on lots of other blogs and Youtube. I find this kind of thing fascinating. I’ve always been interested in the study of dialects and accents. So…