It was like every young adult novel or after-school special, with the new kid walking into the classroom in the middle of the school year and the teacher introducing him as a transfer from some school far away. Naturally, he was heartbreakingly cute, with that ’80s spiked hair straight out of Tiger Beat and heavenly brown eyes. The girls literally sighed. Our drama teacher, Ms. Dwyer—God bless her—put him in my group. I was directing a scene out of You…
Here’s a little something I’ve been working on. I know. I know. I haven’t even quite finished Whimsytoons.com, and here I am with yet another project. Share this post:
My usual route to work, the most direct one of all the possible ways, is undergoing some kind of construction where it passes the college. So I’ve had to appease my commuter impatience by going another route and taking parallel roads just a little bit out of my way. In doing so, I’ve discovered a couple of things. One, no matter which route you take, they all take about the same amount of time to cover, and two, every block…
Sometimes, on a whim, I like to type “related:aprilgem.com” in Google‘s form and see what comes out. From the search phrase, I can only assume that the results are somehow related to the URL typed in. In September last year, Google told me that World Wrestling Entertainment is somehow related to this site. I have no idea what made me take and save a screenshot of it. I only hope it wasn’t pride. Share this post:
I can’t recall what show I was watching—I really wasn’t paying attention. Some conservative pundit was ranting about something that wouldn’t even bother most people. Terms like morality, right, and wrong, were bandied about, and the people about whom he was speaking sounded like the cretin of the earth, the way he described them. Then I thought to myself, oh my God, what does he care, really? Why should it matter what homeless people do? They’re people, just like he…