The saga of Zoey Zane.

The ever-proverbial “they” say that one of the ways to keep your blog “interesting” and “relevant” and “relatable” (for which Firefox suggests “palatable” and “inflatable” as spelling suggestions, I might add) is write about “current events,” because back in the day when there was no Internet and the radio just came out, people used to [...]

They can’t all be winners.

I promised Leila I’d make a post tonight, but I got the vague idea that I’d attack the three ring binder containing doodle and bit of writing I ever scribbled down and transcribe some of it for you all to enjoy. I’ve spent too much time lately writing for my English final to really be [...]

Obligatory new layout post!

Okay, I’m super tired because I started this layout at ten in the morning and finished it at ten tonight, and although I obviously didn’t spend twelve hours straight working on it, anybody who’s done a major upgrade and revamping of their site will know the faaaaatiiiiigue I’m feeling right now.
So, if you’re reading this [...]

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Nebraska: Rosa Parks Parkway et al.

In case you didn’t glean it from Leila’s subtle nudging, I was born in the windswept grass-desert of Nebraska and raised, as we all are in this god-forsaken state, with corn between my teeth, hay tucked behind my ears and rivermuck between my toes.
I always reveal this with a measure of tribulation because for a [...]

Power trippin’.

No matter how hard you try, there’s no way you can completely avoid them. They’re everywhere, in your bosses and teachers and politicians and team captains and what-have-you. They’re the type of people who take a great deal of condescending joy in pointing out what you’ve done wrong and have the special talent of being [...]

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Hippies!

Well, just one really.
The Midwest doesn’t produce them in anything approaching a premium, afterall. Anyway, I’ve made acquaintance with some odd sort of hippie-esque creature, who appeared one morning in the elevator and then again (on another morning) in the dining hall, sitting across from me, dressed in pajama bottoms and a tye-dye shirt with [...]

I’m still afraid of the night.

Just a little.
I’m not sure whether to commend myself for retaining some little bit of the child in me, switching off the light switch and dashing like mad back into the covers where the monsters can’t get me. Not that I ever thought of it in terms of monsters. I never put a face on [...]

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In the interest of our acquaintance.

…”Our” being yours (the reader’s) and our (the bloggers’) acquaintance, or “our” being mine (the blogger’s) and Seth’s (the other blogger’s) acquaintance — it really doesn’t matter, because it could go either way.
Since we probably won’t get around to writing a decent “about” page until well into next year and both of us have suddenly [...]

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Comment followup!

Getting several long, in-depth, well-thought-out comments on the entry all about a lack of long, in-depth, well-thought-out comments in the blogosphere is the ultimate anti-irony! Gosh, you people are interesting. I love each and every one of you. For serious.
I was thinking about addressing everybody’s comments in a comment, or taking a cue from other [...]

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I am a creature of sweat and grime.

Sweat.
Sweat.
It’s a cold day. Yet, my skin is leaking sweat. My insides are leaking out. I am a thin membrane trying vainly to contain a sea, an ocean of salty, liquid nerves or heat or shame. It boils inside of me, simmering as the cold wind whips and provides slim refuge from the leaking, oily [...]