Other Person: You know, you should lighten it up sometimes. Your blog can be depressing. Me: I know. I’m just not all that funny, though. OP: You’re not totally unfunny. Me: Really? I once cried during a Damon Wayan’s comedy sketch. Do you want to know why? OP: No! Write another piece about your vagina. [...]
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Last November, a churning stomach ache and bowel problems sent George Rindahl to the doctor’s office, where he was diagnosed with an acute parasitic infection, which can cause diarrhea, burning sensations, remarkable fluid loss, extreme itching, abdominal bloating and distention, as well as exhaustion and pain. After picking up generic, horse-sized antiparasitic drugs from the [...]
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As I was gathering materials and enough righteous indignation to bring you another WTF Friday, a light bulb went off. Surely, I thought, there’s a job out there for me reporting nothing but meaningless trivia. Plenty of people seem to be making their livelihoods this way, and I’m sure I could write a compelling two [...]
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I was a 16 year-old wanna-be love child in a lace shirt, faded jeans, and moccasin boots. Bill was a real 30-something hippie, who had camped out at Woodstock and demonstrated at Berkeley. He drove an old Volkswagon Bug the color of chewed-up Wrigley’s gum, and was fond of quoting both Carlos Castaneda and Ayn [...]
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Spellbound in front of the television set at eight, nine years old, I’d watch the thick-thighed women of roller derby growl, sweat, and scuffle their way around the track, flying their opponents into the rails with a body slam or, when the referees weren’t watching, by the hair. Much of it was choreographed, like WWWF [...]
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