An Open Letter to A Creep

Dear Creepy Guy at the Bar: I’m thinking you might be a nice person. I’m thinking your mother loves you. Very much. But somewhere along the line she failed to teach you how to approach people. Or maybe it was an oversight on your father’s part. I speculate equitably. Since the fine art of conversation,Continue reading “An Open Letter to A Creep”

And Have A Plan To Kill Everyone In the Room

My son posted a rant on his FaceBook. Of course we’re friends on FaceBook. I have him designated as a Close Friend, so if he so much as farts in cyberspace, I get a notification. No, I’m not that kind of mother. I’m the kind who cares enough to say something like this (after coveringContinue reading “And Have A Plan To Kill Everyone In the Room”