Bad words III
Meticulous readers will know that I have weighed in before, and before that, on language that confuses or annoys me. I’ve mused about…
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Southwest Mississippi business idea: an Azalea-combing service. Very soon after our glorious regional flora explode in color each spring, the flowers wilt and…
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My new blog
This isn’t really a new blog. It’s just that my old blog got a facelift. In the four years since I gave birth…
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Another stuffed chicken
In these pages three years ago I wrote about some chickens I’d stuffed. My thinking riffed vaguely on turducken. As a reminder for…
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The Eastern Towhee
Where I sit at work, in the last row of desks in the newsroom, my view is mostly of computer screens, the backs…
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Stan Cornyn and the liner notes
In an earlier installment I made a list of the 10 most influential books in my life. It wasn’t easy to do, writing…
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Mental music
Mental illness comes in many forms. Mine renders me functional to the extent that I perform enough work to get paid now and…
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New Year’s Eve
Crowds of people are not my idea of a good time. I like my space and I don’t like noise. Crowds of drunk…
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When the girls fell through Daddy’s shower door
Hollywood Park, Texas, teemed with children in the early 1970s but my playtime involved only a handful of them. Beverly and Suzie, who…
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Dear Mr. Dukakis
Dear Mr. Dukakis, I read the article about you in the Boston Globe a few days ago. At first I thought just that…
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