The Wormlips Scrapbook

I think I’m going to retire wormlips.com, and least for now. I’m boring myself. That wasn’t a problem when I was the only one reading this, but now that my readership has climbed into the low double-digits, it’s no longer All About Me. Writing a blog has been many good things for me. Most of [...]

This afternoon I was lying on my bed, in the same pajamas I’ve worn for three days now, baby Ember peacefully asleep on my chest, when I realized suddenly what I had to do. Right away. I lifted floppy Emmy and handed her to her mother, and descended immediately into the basement. In dark corners [...]

Today in our intercultural yadda yadda class, we were instructed to fill in a form answering abstract questions about our history and then plunk selected answers strategically into spaces in partially completed sentences drawn from a poem by George Ella Lyon. I won’t read my result in class, but here it is for you: I [...]