So my small cat, Baby, has developed anxiety about her litter box. She circles the kitchen, approaching it time and again, but not entering. She stands at the entrance and sniffs. Can she go in this time? Maybe....? No. No. Definitely not. And then she circles again ( Read more... )

You guys, I am SICK. This weekend saw me stewing in my pajamas squirting zinc up my nose and plumbing the dusty depths of Hulu. Last night B and I, both big Bill Murray fans, got ourselves excited to watch 'What About Bob.' We sat quietly for the first 10 minutes until I uneasily shifted my glance over to B - "Is this stressing you out?" he ( Read more... )

Heyyyy guys. So I'm not really writing here anymore, because I've switched over to a blogspot. In case you're interested or you're one of my 'IRL' friends, you can check it here ( Read more... )

It's so weird, because just two days ago I was reading David Foster Wallace's essay about John Updike in Consider the Lobster, and today he goes and dies. RIP, Mr. Updike.

And it is this, I think, that makes Kafka's wit inaccessible to children whom our culture has trained to see jokes as entertainment and entertainment as reassurance. It's not that students don't "get" Kafka's humor but that we've taught them to see humor as something you get - the same way we've taught them that a self is something you just have. ( Read more... )

just scored these on ebay for $19:

1960s Danish wall sconces !

So I was on the subway platform this morning and I saw this girl, and I thought, 'She looks like Sir Paul McCartney!' And then I thought, 'No! SHe looks like Angela Lansbury!' And THEN I thought, 'OMG, Paul McCartney and Angela Lansbury are total twins!'

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Let's look at the evidence:

(Ok, and how amazing does Beatrice Arthur look here? Yes, ( Read more... )

Hoooo boy. It’s 2009 and I’ve never been one for resolutions or years in review, but I feel like putting something down ( Read more... )

My pants are digging into my crotch when I sit and giving me total DEER HOOF !