Tag Archives: Men
It’s Raining Men. No. It’s Men Raining.
(My last post for heternormative week. I’m sure you are relieved.) I don’t understand men. Growing up, my mother and my sisters were easy. They were exactly like me. They looked like me; they dressed like me; they thought like me. My father and my brother were smart and loving and funny, and I enjoyed having …
We Can Walk To The Curb From Here.
(I promised I would write at least one essay on something that men do better than women. Here it is.) In “Annie Hall”, when Alvy Singer first meets Annie, she gives him a ride home. It’s a harrowing ride, and when she finally stops in front of his place, he opens the car door and …
Boy Stuff and Girl Stuff
Men and women both have lots of shit. But the shit we collect is very different. I have too many: Clothes (especially sweaters) Shoes – none of which are comfortable Makeup products, but I’m still searching for the right stuff Books Opinions All of these things are crucial, as I am sure you would agree, …
“Where’s my hat?” asked Waldo.
(Installment #2 for Heteronormative Week) While your kids are looking for Waldo, Waldo doesn’t seem to know how to look. Men can’t seem to find anything. They will holler (from another room, from another floor, and sometimes, by phone, from another state): “Where is: – the mail?” – the peanut butter?” – my watch?” – …
Hetero-normative Week: Fire
About six weeks ago, I posted an essay, “The Conspiracy” – a theory that men pass down from father to son the key to getting out of housework. Basically, just screw it up so bad that your wife will never ask you again. It was a relatively popular post, and I got quite a few appreciative …
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