Can I tell you a secret? I don’t know how to ride a bike. Somehow I just never learned when I was a kid, and then I managed to quietly avoid it, living in a serenely bike-free universe until…well, until I decided that there was a bike-shaped hole in my life. The main impetus for … Continue reading
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Raisingate
Take heed of the unremarked but insidious pestilence of raisins. They get into everything! Nobody else seems to be concerned about this. Personally, I have an abiding hatred of them. This may not seem at first glance to be an issue of pressing importance, but you have obviously never been in the same vicinity as … Continue reading
In a Merry Hour: Caitlin E McDonald 