March 2012
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February 2012
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Real Battle Keeping My Pants Up on the Bus Today
The cellphone charger I was using as a belt just wasn’t cutting it. My old belt — the one that was actually a belt — had become a casualty of a Sunday afternoon spent at a friend’s place building newspaper forts and then later putting out a small fire.*
There were 40 or so people on the bus. I didn’t know any of them by name, but many had well-established nicknames...
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My Third Wedding Will Be My Best Wedding
That’s the one where my friends won’t have any pretense that they’re to be on their best behaviour and will make ample use of the open bar. The one where speeches will be kept to a minimum, but asides in which people tell me “You’ve got yourself a good one this time” will border on excessive. It’s the first one that will have my nieces and nephews in...
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FROM THE ARCHIVES: Hi, School Andrew!
Look, all I’m trying to do here is peruse the journals I kept in high school in search of some naive belief I held back then so that I can post it here and ridicule it for the entertainment of you lot. You know, do one of those “I used to be like this, but now I’m like this, and isn’t the tenderfooted guilelessness of my past self lightly humorous?” It’s a...