The hot, red-headed Scotsman I loved, then returned
Call me delusional. I went looking for a fictional character in the real world and found him. It was the unlikely culmination of a torrid affair I conducted right under my husband’s nose. He...
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Call me delusional. I went looking for a fictional character in the real world and found him. It was the unlikely culmination of a torrid affair I conducted right under my husband’s nose. He...
Like many modern married women, I’ve been saying for years that I’m a video-game widow. After all, it’s only by the occasional bursts of faux gunfire, faintly audible from the other room, that I know that my husband is alive and well.
The 14-foot spider in the garage was a sign that Halloween had spun out of control. In early July, my husband started building “Charlotte” as a prop for this year’s Haunted Trails at the...
Sitting in the front seat of Felecia Williams’s ex-husband’s truck on a warm September morning in Austin’s Rosedale neighborhood, I can safely say that three weeks ago, neither of us expected to be there....
With South by Southwest upon us, our city is awash in recording industry executives with multiple digital devices, layers of flunkies and hot and cold running bar tabs. We are surrounded by college students...
Things To Do With All That Leftover “Year 2000†Crap 1. Create a time capsule; everything is already labeled. 2. Save for next New Year’s Eve. Invite clueless guests to next year’s bash. 3....
Hello, my name is Anna, and I have a problem. And I am not alone. There are a lot of us who share the same addiction. There are few men in our world. And...
Imagine how children across America will feel when they discover that one of their most enduring and popular toys is actually a tool of the occult! We’re not talking about the Ouija board, despite...
Each summer, a young man’s fancy turns to thoughts of vintage Hawaiian shirts. This is troublesome for me, as it only brings up memories of watching Hawaii Five-0 as a child. I admit it....
Ah, it’s spring! Nevermind that freaky Austin weather has had us swimming since January; spring proper is marked by the arrival of a certain long-eared, short-tailed burrowing mammal. March may come in like a...