WW: Every last buggin’ gang on the whole buggin’ street

Continuing the trend of found toy art, I caught Spidey getting his dance on.

Happy makes me a modern girl

I was trolling around the Net yesterday and apparently I missed out on the controversy last week over the new “tween” Dora. Mattel, showing a rather alarming lack of brand management savvy, broke the news to the public by releasing a silhouette in which her flowy tunic looked more like a micro mini. Mommies raged [...]

All things must pass away

My earliest memory is of receiving Chewbacca from my father. Raging Hippie Grandpa, a folk and blues man who played the bar circuit as a singer/songwriter, would often be gone Wednesday through Saturday for his work. Sunday morning was always exciting in our house, because we would wake up to Dad being home. One morning, [...]

“Is Mommy a woman? Does she fight bad guys?”

Our vacation, though plagued by strep throat, has kept me pretty busy. As a consequence, I am poaching a post from my now-defunct family blog, from back in the halcyon days of yore, before we worried about encoding our kids’ identities online to avoid Googler creeps. This is one of my favorites from last summer [...]

“Ooh, a scary snuggle.”

Every few weeks I take the kids to the local comic shop. When I was a kid, I bought my comics from the local book store. Other kids bought them at either the 7-11 or the grocery store. Finally, when I was in high school, our small town got a comic shop of its own, [...]