Colored Water

Colored Water

Everybody run for your life. I’m attempting watercolors. Neophyte that I am, I don’t have a clue about what I’m doing. I received a set of watercolors for my birthday a couple of months ago, and I only just now bought paper on which I can actually paint. So just imagine all the surfaces I’ve been painting up until now. It’s not pretty. Apparently, watercolors soak through plain paper rather easily. Watercolor paper, on the other hand, is available in…

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Human Encyclopedia

Human Encyclopedia

Ask him what time it is, and he’ll give you the history of watch-making. Seriously. If I recognize an actress in a movie but can’t place her, all I ever need to say is: “Where have I seen her before?” I will get an instant filmography, a list of other actors and actresses she’s worked with, and a brief bio. If I hear a name on the news that sounds unfamiliar to me, all I ever need to say is:…

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Planes and Petard

Planes and Petard

He loves aviation, so after seeing a movie he suggested we hang out and take a lazy walk at the local airport. We never expected anything out of the ordinary, but when we arrived at the parking lot there were serendipitous signs reading B-17 and B-24. Half the time, I can’t tell between a bird and a plane, so those words meant nothing to me, but it meant a great deal to him. His excitement puzzled me. It turned out…

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A Week Ago Today…

A Week Ago Today…

I had the best, best birthday in a long, long time. I think the last time may have been when I was 4 — when I had two cakes, a table full of food, a house full of guests, and all the best wishes and money and gifts that all who was there had for me. This year, it was a small affair — a party of two. We started early and ended late, with dinners out during the weekend,…

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Everything She Wants

Everything She Wants

He is so pussy-whipped. The minute he’s up, she’s at him about breakfast, giving him a plaintive little sound and that 800-number poster child expression with her eyes. Immediately, he gets her something to eat, and he doesn’t even get a “thank you.” Some days, just to be stubborn, he’ll wait for a little bit; but all she needs to do is lurk about and stare at him–almost reproachingly–before he gives in and caters to her needs. He initiates all…

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