Month: August 2008

  • Can I just say, omg wtf?

    I don’t feel like giving a full review, but let me just say that (a) I loved the movie Blood Diamond, and (b) I bawled my eyes out. Leonardo DiCaprio, Djimon Hounsou, and Jennifer Connelly were all masterful. And the writing was excellent. 3 out of 5 ex-boyfriends polled say that I prefer to be…

  • Hey, Mom, Dad? Can I go wit you to Disney World next week? I’m all ready! See?

  • My mother and I had also made peace; she had accepted the fact that I was not only her daughter but a child of America as well. Slowly, she accepted that I dated one American man, and then another, and then yet another, that I slept with them, and even that I lived with one…

  • Pages and pages

    Apparently the requirement for good poetry nowadays is the same as the requirement for good contemporary art: that I can’t understand it. (In fairness, that may say more about me than the poetry or the art…) I recently read Issue 42 of the Potomac Review, and I managed to find one poem that I not…

  • Memento. Saw. Just.

    Blown. Is. Mind.