startswithanx | October 27, 2009
Me: Where’s Penny? Is she on the bed?
Jake: Who cares, come ‘ere.
Me: No, wait. Where is she? Seriously.
Jake: I think she’s in her bed. OK, come ‘ere.
Me: But, I don’t want her to see this. … Oh, fuck it.
Jake: Fuck it?
Me: Yeah, but NOT doggie style. I don’t want her to know what we’re doing.
This [...]
startswithanx | October 25, 2009
Jake and I both have Latino surnames. Latino given names, too. He was born in Paraguay and moved to the United States at 3-years-old. I was born in Nampa, Idaho and moved to Salt Lake City at age 4.
Jake’s first language was Español. My only language is English.
Jake’s family in Paraguay lives in huge houses [...]
startswithanx | October 20, 2009
***October has always meant three things for me. Daylight Savings; fall is here; and, Miranda turns another year older. Her birthday was Monday, so I guess that makes me two days late with this here tribute. Hey, I said I’d come to the party, but I never said I’d be on time.
It was spring and [...]
startswithanx | October 12, 2009
Asian Spice, Knochers and I all got together Saturday night for the official viewing of “The Notebook.” In case anyone doesn’t remember, the two of them went into estrogen panic attacks when they discovered I’d never seen the film that, unbeknownst to me, makes a woman a woman.
When they found out, there were dropped jaws, [...]
startswithanx | October 6, 2009
Clair’s dog, Othello, got hit by a car yesterday and passed away. My little sister, Serena, discovered him on the side of a busy street after she learned he had dashed out of the house when a door was left open.
Needless to say, I’m broken-hearted. I feel horrible for Clair, who never had a pet [...]