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Unhoarding

Lisa Waugh I made a New Year’s resolution in 2008 that I’ve actually stuck with since. That was the year that I became a minimalist. I don’t mean that I became an artist that portrays simplistic concepts that may or may not convey a bigger significance. No, my art has remained a cross between a […]

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Ask Blanche: The Holiday Edition

Dear Blanche, I don’t like my family but I’ve been pretending for years that I do. This year, I plan to let them know in detail just how much they suck. And that I’m sick of them. How should I go about that? Is there a certain Emily Post kind of way to do this? […]

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Dear Father Christmas (it only seems appropriate)

I haven’t written to you in many years and that’s probably a good thing. I do miss you though. I miss those earnest letters in which I put my best foot forward and truly believed I deserved the thing I was gasping for. I miss really believing in something, in willing myself to sleep Christmas […]

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Bad Food: Never Do This to a Production Crew

Lisa Waugh An army marches on its stomach. A production crew will commit a kind of metaphysical mutiny if its stomach is filled with unsatisfactory amounts of food products. It happens almost immediately on set. As soon as the food is determined to be subpar, the collective attitude slouches toward the 7th ring of hell. […]

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Carcinoman’s Land

by Kip Cole Mark met me outside as I got out of my car after parking it in front of his house.  He looked good – healthy and fit in spite of the cane he was leaning on and his slight pallor from months of being cooped up inside.  His hair was shaggy and long, wafting […]

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