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The Secret Language of Boos
I notice it most on the rare occasions where T and I are hanging out with a larger-than-normal group of people (and by our standards, "larger-than-normal" really just means it's not just me and her romantically day-drinking Bloody Marys in the middle of a sunny weekday afternoon): someone will say something that is immediately found … Continue reading The Secret Language of Boos
When Your Boo’s Your Muse
Well, it's no secret that Jayne and I love to write. And that we love to write together, hence our little writing retreats to those dreamy small towns. It's once we're back in the city that things get a little more difficult to orchestrate. There are errands, work schedules, and all kinds of other adult … Continue reading When Your Boo’s Your Muse
A Very Boolicious Soundtrack
So, occasionally, when I'm walking down a street that smells like urine, or on a bus that smells like urine, or standing in line behind someone who smells like urine, I try to nurture whatever zen I have left that hasn't been completely obliterated from years of tupperware-stored rage by imaging myself in my own … Continue reading A Very Boolicious Soundtrack