I am under a huge amount of stress lately, and should probably share with you guys some of the details about all that, but I think it can continue to marinate for another day or so. Instead, I will tell you a story that I hope you will find at least somewhat entertaining, so you might more willingly indulge me when I get around to bitchin' about ( Read more... )

My mother is convinced that I hate dogs, and mentions this non-fact every time I, ironically, say something pleasant about the little furry buggers.

"I thought you hated dogs," she'll say, blithely unconcerned that no such evidence for this belief exists.

"For the bajillionth time," I will say, with great exasperation, "I like dogs just fine. I just ( Read more... )