I want to go and protest Trump’s visit to Ypsilanti on Wednesday, but I don’t have a good idea for a sign. The best I’ve been able to come up with so far is the image above, which I just cobbled together using whatever rudimentary tools I could find online, but I doubt that it’ll […]
Category Archives: Mark’s Life
This year, for my birthday, Linette ordered a “weighted blanket” for me. Well, it came today, and I’m laying under it right now, struggling to fill my lungs. I can see the appeal. It’s comforting. It’s like the lead apron you have to wear at the dentist’s office when you’re having X-rays taken. I’ve yet […]
Almost a half-century ago, on this very day, the woman pictured here had a baby. And that baby grew up to be me.
The above photo of my mom and dad, I’m told, was taken when my mother was about six months pregnant. So, according to WebMD, my skin would have still been transparent, and I would have just been starting to produce white blood cells to help fight disease and infection. My parents, as you can see, […]
I know I should be posting about the fact that the entire Environmental Protection Agency was essentially put on ice this morning, or that Trump just hinted about the possibility of martial law in Chicago, or that the controversial Keystone XL and Dakota Access oil pipeline projects have been brought back to life by executive […]
So, yeah, today’s the day Arlo found out that his grandparents were responsible for cutting off the “safety part” of his father’s penis, something I’m sure they’ll hear about come Sunday, during our weekly call… If you’re reading this, mom and dad, you’ve got five days to come up with a good explanation. For what […]