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Every childhood should have a spotted pony somewhere in it.

In elementary school, we had color books that taught us about “red flag, green flag” touches. The focus was on child abuse, and finding out if kids had been abused. There were line drawings of nude kids in the coloring book at the end, after pages of discussing various acceptable and non-acceptable touches. Our instructions …

I found the dog I want. This is amazing, since I do not like dogs. Let me restate that: I do not like other people’s dogs, but I liked our family’s dogs. Other people’s dogs are like other people’s kids (except the kids don’t stick their noses in your crotch which, sadly, for some people’s …

I’ve been noticing a few admissions of guilt over on Facebook on what I think is a growing problem in this country: adults getting into the Halloween candy about a week before Halloween. About all I’ll admit to is the fact that the “mix” bag I had seems to lack Snickers bars. In order to allay my …

I often find myself distressed as I sit in my room. Across the street is an elementary school, and, through my open window, I am reminded of my age. I am reminded that I’ve started thinking in terms of “it wasn’t that way when I was growing up.” These elementary kids have amazingly foul language. …