Severian, the Siamese fighting fish we've had for a year now, is growing sluggish and wan. He also has what appears to be the start of a tumor growing on his left side. He spends a lot of time sitting on the bottom of the tank, or resting
TOMORROW'S WEATHER MOSTLY SUNNY MILD DAVE THOMAS
If it appeals to anyone here, I've created an ex-Mormon community. It's called, creatively enough, ✥exmormon.
Writing a book is easy. Writing a query letter is hard. After putting off the task all during the holidays, I tackled the first query letter yesterday. Not that I hadn't been thinking for days already about what to say. I spent three hours struggling over it yesterday,
"See, that's the most repugnant thing of all about you—your lack of respect. Why do you have to debase our most sacred rituals by talking about them openly?"
I hope those are the sounds of contented deep sleep I'm hearing from the other room. I hope I'm not busted. We live in a three-floor house. █████ and I occupy the main floor, and we have a neighbor upstairs and one downstairs. The upstairs neighbor
[To get these special notices in email, sign up for the Missionary Man mailing list.] Just a short note to wish you all the best on Christmas and a blissfully pleasant New Year. The one we're leaving behind has been a doozy, and let's all hope
So I woke up this morning and had a lovely walk with my wife █████ to the Akropolis Meat Market on 30th Avenue to pick up a nine-pound cut of prime rib for Christmas dinner tomorrow. Then I escorted her to the train station so she could go to work.
Got a phone call from a fellow at Film Garden Productions on Friday. He gives me the following airtimes for the episode of Two for Las Vegas featuring █████ and my wedding: Tue 15 Jan 2002, 1:00 pm Tue 15 Jan 2002, 7:00 pm Wed 16 Jan 2002, 2:
Well, after a lovely Caribbean dinner and scintillating conversation, we hied ourselves off to the movies for three hours. And... I'm sure I'm not saying anything here that no one else has said, but IT SUCKED. I mean, it bit the big one. It stank up
Two loaves of pumpkin bread just came out of the oven, and I'm off to the city! Lórien, ho!
I've set myself a couple of tasks for the remainder of the week. I'll note them down here for the sake of a little greater accountability. First off, I'm hoping to use a verse from the Eurythmics' "Missionary Man" as an
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