scribbler. shutterbug. standup tomato.
My vagina can crack the walnuts in my knees.
Read the PostKnees (and my vagina)
I’m oddly superstitious, by which I mean I’m superstitious about odd things, like red cars, green motorcycles, & numbers, like eight. I hate eights. This week, I turned 58.
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Because you are 96% water, and I am 96% bread.
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That age where your internal editor has quit, and truth just falls out of your mouth.
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Because I have fat in places I used to have angles.
Read the PostNew Fat / Old Age