Chelsea Cain's Blog, page 11
August 24, 2009
If a Clown
The best poem about a clown I have ever read, from the current issue of The New Yorker:
If a Clown
by Stephen Dunn
If a clown came out of the woods,
a standard-looking clown with oversized
polka-dot clothes, floppy shoes,
a red, bulbous nose, and you saw him
on the edge of your property,
there'd be nothing funny about that,
would there? A bear might be preferable,
especially if black and berry-driven.
August 18, 2009
Free Rebecca Gayheart!
I was not going to watch the Eric Dane "sex tape." I really wasn't. I made it an hour and a half. Then I googled it. A moment later I was watching it on gawker. That's the kind of thing you can count on gawker for – posting celebrity sex tapes. For those of you who aren't refreshing TMZ every five minutes (and you are fantastic), I am talking about a tape featuring Eric Dane of Grey's Anatomy, his wife Rebecca Gayheart, and a former Miss Teen USA named Kari Ann Peniche, in a naked...
August 6, 2009
Why I don't swim laps
My daughter is taking swim lessons. She's four. (And "a half," she'd add.) And she's a goldfish. In the parlance of community pool swim lessons, the goldfish is at the bottom of the pile, under the more amphibiously gifted (and less domesticated) penguin, seal, etc. She didn't notice. "I wanted to be something gold," she said.
August 3, 2009
Sharpies are my friends
So I just finished signing my name 1000 times. This requires five days and nine Sharpies. Also an ice pack for the swelling. Here is my tip for aspiring authors: if your name has more than ten letters total, change it.
Also, after much experimentation, I settled on the extra-fine Sharpie. Fewer fumes. (They're fun for awhile, but a problem when you start misspelling your name.)
