My parents got married in 1965 and their fourth and last child was born in 1972. That would be me. Mom was young, as brides tended to be back then - married at 17 and a full passel of kids by 23. She loved it. She loved being pregnant (always told […]

At first I wasn’t gonna use the naughty word in the title. Then I changed my mind because that’s weak.
So I feel like blogging about something I completely HATE today, because that’s always good times, and the thing freshest in my mind is what my mom was telling me about her students on the […]

My Technorati tracker led me to this post by Amused Cynic about whether or not women are funny, the last line of which he’s going to have to change now because I deign to comment.
His post is about some Christopher Hitchens essay that I tried to read but didn’t finish because I was […]

Over the years, various friends and boyfriends have asked me what my fucking problem is. They usually say it like that, “Rachel what is your fucking problem?” because they’re usually feeling more than a little annoyed by some of my bizarre hangups, such as freaking OUT when my physical “space” was “invaded”, not liking […]