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Earlier this year, I read an article about technology that would allow us to record and store every moment of our lives. Imagine: our whole lives stored in a single searchable archive. We could settle those arguments with the boss by replaying what was [...]
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It started off innocently enough years ago. She would forward me the usual stories warning me that I should watch out for snakes in McDonald's ball pits or people out to steal my kidneys or serial killers who would lure me out of the house using [...]
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I have spent my share of time cyberstalking the women my husband has acted out with. (Hey, I'm codependent; I'm really, really good at focusing on people who aren't me.) And I'm not alone. Focusing on and obsessing about the activities of acting [...]
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Yesterday I wrote about the possibility that Karen Maezen Miller could be a serial killer. (In case you're wondering, the chances are small.) To be honest, I was much more concerned with the more real and terrifying possibility that she or Shawn somehow knew my mother and [...]
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As featured in the New York Times blog Motherlode
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A mother and her son are in line at a grocery store. They boy looks like he’s about nine or ten. The mother looks a little tense as the boy starts to fidget in line. At this [...]
I know my kids are not the only ones obsessed with the Nintendo's little overalled hero, so here's the latest Mario joke to come home from the playground. Since I've heard it repeated 10,000 times already and can't remove its presence from my head, I thought I might as well share:
"Knock knock."
"Who's there?"
"Yah [...]
This has been cross-posted at Two Women Blogging.
Now, I may not be one for much crying, but I did cry (I'll admit it, I did) the first time (ok, ok! few times) I watched Finding Nemo. Even before I lost track of my son a few times, I related so much to the [...]
