har·row \har-‘õ\ n : a cultivating tool that has spikes, spring teeth, or discs and is used esp. to pulverize and smooth the soil
Continuing our venerable family tradition, my grandmother died early this Easter morning. Her husband died ten or fifteen years ago, exactly one month after Christmas. My other grandfather died on New Years Eve, and my other grandmother died the day after Christmas. She moved from Nebraska to an Oklahoma dairy farm when she was a […]
Crazy Tracy is at it again. Nurse to the emotionally gifted, Crazy Tracy matches up your favorite psychiatric diagnoses with their unique fashion sense. And what about depression, my personal favorite? Well, we don’t care, really. Bathing, dressing, personal hygiene–just so much unnecessary trouble. C’mon, it’s not like we’re going to get out of bed! […]
The Invisible Adjunct continues to persuade me that a PhD in the humanities is a bad idea. Well, shit. Having already gone through the ardors of a useless graduate professional degree, I know all too well what risks are involved in entering a PhD program. Unlike academia, my former field (divinity) is well aware of […]
Michael Moore reports that neither he nor the Dixie chicks have been hurt by the “Oscar backlash.” In fact, they’ve been making extra trips to the bank because of it. Frank Rich (on Moore’s website) had this to say: Mr. Moore’s boorish Oscar night yelling, far from relegating him to obscurity, seems to have enhanced […]
Over several days of visiting grandma in the hospital, some trends emerged. Keep in mind that there are one million people in the Oklahoma City metro area–so parking garages are common in office parks and high traveled parts of the city. But perhaps its possible to refuse to adapt. Parking garages are scary. Parking garages–even […]