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Fun-eral

That goddamn This Is Us has become the cryin’est night of my week. Granted, I’m pretty weepy when I watch shows anyway, and this one is carefully orchestrated grief porn. I know it. I don’t care. One thing I’m def taking away from it is the concept of a fun funeral, where the life of the deceased is happily celebrated. I want genuine laughter, maybe a few tears (but not the kind that rip you apart inside), and the kind…

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Selfishness

I’m going to be completely selfish in this post. What’s new, right? I am far too young to have lost so many classmates to early death. Sure, I’m almost 50, (well, turning 47 this year, so closer to 50 than 40) and that’s a lot more time than a lot of people get. Hell, it might be more time than most people get. I haven’t looked it up. At this point, I went to school with people who died and…

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Fish Fry

After music, architecture, incense, and free wine, the best thing about Catholicism is the Friday night Fish Fry. It was a joyous event back when my family was pretending to be Catholic to get lower rates at St Mary Magdalen school. These fish frys featured thick cuts of cod filet, deep fried (or deep fried earlier in the day and then baked). They came with, as you’d expect, fries and slaw. It was fantastically delicious. Most Catholic churches don’t do…

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Another year another…you know, everything else.

September 6th is my mom’s birthday. It occurred to be recently that I tend to refer to mater in the past tense, even though she’s not dead. I wouldn’t even say she’s “dead to me,” because I don’t pretend she’s dead. I just talk to her slightly less often than I talk to (or toward, more like) people who actually are dead. There are plenty of dead people I think of as better, smarter, cooler, kinder, and less violent and…

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Album: Is it a word for Old People?

What is an album? The dictionary gives two definitions, both of which make sense to me. 1. A blank book for the insertion (giggity!) of photos, stamps, coins, etc.2. A collection of recordings released in a single medium–a compact disc, cassette, etc. I was saying the other day that Rob Zombie’s new album kicked ass. That’s mainly because Rob Zombie’s new album kicks ass. Yeah, it sounds a lot like every other Rob Zombie album. But see, when you like…

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Access Makes Some People Evil

When I was a kid, if you really wanted to talk to one of your idols, it was a long process. You had to find their fan mail address, which could be very difficult if not impossible. Then you had to hand write a letter, find a stamp, get it mailed (at a mailbox), and wait…and wait…and wait…for a response that might never arrive. When I was a kid I wrote letters to Charles Schulz, Donald J Sobel, Dr Suess,…

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Why Horror?

Probably the question horror writers get asked the most is “Why Horror?” When I interview people, I ask it too. The answers reveal as much about the author as they do about the power of horror itself. No lie. I’ve been thinking about my earliest introductions to horror, and how I always sort of knew I would always be a horror fan. I’ve narrowed it down to a few, which are presented in no particular order. 1. Sir Graves Ghastly.…

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The Weird Name Family

Growing up with the name Wednesday sort of set me apart from other people. It made me seem weird, conspicuous, and different at a time when I wanted nothing more than to be invisible–one of the crowd. I switched schools a lot when I was younger. Once, in second grade, I asked to be called “Wendy” instead. For those of you who know me now, the idea that I’m a “Wendy” and not “Wednesday” is pretty fucking inconceivable. After a…

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Thinking About the Friend Zone

I was watching That 70’s Show recently because TVLand or whoever started them over from the beginning. Before Eric and Donna got together, Hyde made a pretty serious play for Donna. He even learned how to dance so he could dance with her when they skipped town to go to a disco. Her response? “Shut up and dance.” Here’s what Hyde did:Kept dancing.Maintained a respectful distance.Was happy for his best friend when he got together with her.Let it go. What…

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H’s Birthday

H’s birthday is more fun for me than my birthday.For my birthday, I throw a party. I clean everything and cook a bunch of food and stress out about invites and reminders and every silly detail. Then the party happens and it’s somewhere between fine and awesome, and then it’s over. For H’s birthday, we don’t really have people over. He’s even less fond of other people than I am. So I cook him a nice meal, get him some…

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