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My grandfather was shot by an American.

My German grandfather was shot in the stomach by an American soldier during World War II.

 

Everyone hates World War II Germany. I did. When I think of my family heritage I always...

 

The little kid, not one of my students, tries to corroborate the bullies’ story, but he is too shaken up to effectively nod.  He does the body language equivalent of stammering for part of a second, and quietly tears well up in his...

 

Get Nakey

I’ve always been a big fan of the sauna. A good sauna can relax you, clear your head, and make your skin look great. And all of this for a mere fifteen minutes of sweating. Not a bad deal, when you think of it. I would love...

 

My senior year of high school, I was hopelessly in love. He was good looking. He was charismatic. He was funny. He had some downsides though, among them the fact that he was gay and likely had some version of borderline personality disorder, but...

 

A non-traditional wedding toast (from the sister) 

http://youtu.be/C91U_qUVqmk

 

 

 

 

My dad used to tell people we were soul mates—a weird thing for a dad to say about his daughter, but he’d explain we shared too many genes. It was like we were the same model, just different years. He understood me like no other, and...

 

I can’t stand poop. It’s pretty much the smell. The visage and tactile sensation doesn’t bother me to point that the smell does. That is why having kids triggered a thought reflex along the lines of holy crap here comes the poop...

 

I actually haven't gotten this story completely written yet, as it's been commissioned as a serial for our local weekly art/culture magazine, but I just heard your G.I. podcast, and thought that you might find this very different...

 

This isn't a story, but just a letter to you all at Snap Judgement. I just wanted to say screw-off! You made me cry twice today. Excellent work! 

 

Thanks, 

-Brando

 

 

 

My roommate Cari and I live in Los Angeles, working in the art department on independent films. That usually means a no budget, fly by the seat of your pants, get it done however you can attitude.

 

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We stared at the ultrasound screen. Please move, please, Oscar, move, I silently begged. The doctor looked at us, “I’m sorry.”  I threw up.  The following morning I gave birth to our son.  He was beautiful, he was...

 

WWSD?

My first-hand peek into the Satanic New Year.

First I think it's important to tell you a little bit about me. I'm a fairly woo-woo sort of gal just recently transplanted from the homogenous Marin county to the grand...

 

The Shadow

A man is tormented by a disembodied shadow.

 

 

 

Here's a story from my wife about her connection with her mother and the passion they shared about makeup.

I recorded a spoken word piece of it and posted it up on soundcloud.

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I can’t even count the number of times when strangers asked if Lin and I were adopted. It wasn’t just the sight of a white woman out walking with two black children that triggered the question.  It was when one of us called her...