Stand by my man

First, I want to declare to all and sundry that I would NOT stand by my man if he didn’t deserve it.

But I have every confidence that he always will. He is pretty fantastic, in a super-nerdy (working up to the cool-er geeky) sort of way. We’re celebrating 10 years next week! Also my warm feelings are increased by the fact that he’s been on a business trip since Saturday. Sally cannot wait to tell him, in accents of grievous grievance that Mommy yelled at me in the meanest voice ever, to SHUT UP. I told her she should also be sure to tell him that I let her sleep with me at Grandma’s house, and that whenever I woke up during the night, I reached over to stroke her hair.

Anyway, I’m writing to ask you, my dear readers, to go check out Dick’s guest post at Poewar.com. Dick, inexplicably writing under the name Tom Johnson, has a heartfelt exploration of Why My Attempts at Nonfiction Essays in Grad School Bombed. It explains a lot about you, Dick.

 Thanks!

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