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Continue reading →: Birthday Shmirthday
I turned 45 this month. Neither of my parents wished me happy birthday. Their silence carries its own message: “We don’t celebrate your life.” Now, if I were, say, Hitler, I would totally understand. I’d be like, “No offense taken.” I suppose I can’t really blame them. I’m very judgmental…
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Continue reading →: Eating in bed and bombing onstage
I just fulfilled my biggest bucket list item by trying standup comedy tonight at a club in NYC. I was second to last of approximately 25 comics. TJ Miller and Ronny Chieng were special guests. How do you follow them? Several comics didn’t get laughs, so I guess I shouldn’t…
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Continue reading →: Directionally Challenged
The first man in history to get lost and refuse to stop for directions was Christopher Columbus. Headed for India, he stumbled across America and wrongly pronounced its occupants ‘Indians.’ All because of his mistake, indigenous people are still referred to as Indians, or, for slightly more PC folk, American…
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Continue reading →: Training For the Alcoholic Olympics
I tried to become an alcoholic in my early twenties, as I’m assuming most people did. I don’t mean to brag, but I was really good at it. I was the Michael Phelps of drinking, and like him, I wasn’t going for just one medal. I was going for all…
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Continue reading →: Hometown
A trip down memory lane I grew up in Podunk, NH, a town so small it was named for the first family to settle there, the Podunks. Some of their descendants were still residents. They didn’t put on any airs, though. After all, this town isn’t known for anything, and…
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Continue reading →: Motorcycle Week
Because a day just isn’t enough I grew up in rural NH which plays host each summer to a weeklong event known as Motorcycle Week. Thousands of rotund bikers with their particular lady partners descend upon the region like a swarm of locusts. Instances of sexual harassment per-square-mile immediately quadruple…
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Continue reading →: Auf Der Autobahn
I don’t know how fast I was actually going on the Autobahn, because I don’t speak KPH. All I know is that as I kept pace with other cars in the left lane, it felt like I was piloting a rocket. My husband meanwhile snoozed in the passenger seat of…
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Continue reading →: What Pandemic?
Remember that time we had a global pandemic and then as soon as the mask mandate lifted, one country invaded another? WUT?! I naively thought that once this isolation was over, we’d all stumble out of our homes blinking in the light and going, “Wow – other humans! People I’m not related…
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Continue reading →: The Follies of Femininity
Lipstick is the Houdini of makeup. No one knows why someone would want to change the color of their mouth, least of all the lipstick itself. It would rather be anywhere other than your lips. It prefers to be smudged across your teeth, on someone else’s cheek, or on a…
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Continue reading →: The Arc of Joan’s Journey
A brief and somewhat accurate history lesson In the 1400’s, teenaged Joan of Arc went before her king. “Your majesty, I’ve had visions,” she said. “I’m going to lead our troops to victory and secure your throne.” “Yes, yes,” said the king. “But tell me, Joan – are you a…
Hello,
I’m Angie
Residing in the New York metropolitan area, I spend much of my free time writing. I graduated from Seattle University and published my debut book, Dismantle, in 2024.
Typically writing at the intersection of memoir and humor, I am currently working on several manuscripts which include a romance/murder mystery, crime, science fiction, and a Star Trek parody.
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