I hate the word ‘psychic’. People kinda shut off when you say it. Here comes some bullshit, they think. And I get it. There is lot of bullshit out there. Misuse. People out there posing clairvoyant, messing things up for those who use their gift for good. And yeah. It’s a gift. Also a responsibility. …
So I'm at my friend's book launch eating a second piece of honey cake, listening to a man read a bookish poem called Library. My people, I think, sipping black coffee. I've had a seriously devastating week and swimming in someone else's head is a physical relief. He reads from a napkin covered in ink …
In 1st grade, I got a zero on a math test. A ZERO. We were doing these things: 3 > 1 6<7 10>8 and I got every answer wrong. All 25 questions. Wrong. My teacher circled a big, red F at the top of the page and never readdressed it with me, which really, was …
My tiny dancer suddenly gave me jazz hands.
Foodies, hide your boners.
I got straight As that semester.
I also got arrested.
I got in trouble in junior high for making a 'slam book.' The offending questions included: What's your favorite tv show? and How many siblings do you have? and Who's your celebrity crush? My classmates passed it round and round until I had long lovely lists of people's answers. And it made me very happy. But …
Is Myrtles Plantation really haunted? I found THIS in a library book a few days before we left. By we I mean me and Emily. Friend, fellow writer, and the only other chick I know with a selection of kaftans. I find stuff in books all the time. And though June 23rd was already behind …
Continue reading Green Dot Mystery: What REALLY happened at the Myrtles.
This rare transcript is from the Beatles' 1965 press conference in Houston, Texas. San Antonio's KONO aired the interview, then mailed copies to anyone requesting a transcript. 10-year-old Patty took them up on their offer. 52 YEARS LATER, Patty found the transcript while Spring Cleaning and sent me a surprise copy! So. Without further ado I share it with you …
That lady ate your mother. I closed my eyes. Missus Jenkins has no tact. I made the mistake of telling her about the last day me and Babs saw Momma. Which honestly, I try not to think about. It still hurts remembering that itchy-nosed lady and all her questions about gluten and additives. "You don't give …
Jennifer Kabay 