Durwood likes to throw stuff away. Everything in our home is subject to scrutiny, and any object that poses the slightest question toward usefulness is always in danger of removal.
At this very moment, I could choose any random item in our home, direct Durwood’s attention toward it, and ask, “What about this?”
The odds will always [...]
Last night I talked on the phone with my cousin Candace for four hours and twenty minutes.
“What do you talk about?” Durwood wants to know.
This can never be explained to a man. (Particularly one who is a lifetime member of the Man-Talker Association.) Durwood’s phone conversations are kept to a brief greeting, statements containing five [...]
Thanks to a strict religious upbringing I am a better witch today.
I was raised in one of the world’s most devout and long-standing mainstream religions. I had twelve years of supplemental religious education while attending private schools, making it possible for me to receive the full benefit of what it really feels like to be [...]
