MissMeliss | July 16, 2010
Presented at the Unitarian Universalist Church of Oak Cliff, 31 January 2010. * * * Ten years ago, I hadn’t done a lot improv. I mean, I’d done some in school, and had done some street theatre as an adult, but if you’d asked me about my future, spending several years in a professional improvisational [...]
MissMeliss | January 30, 2010
I spent the morning feeling sleepy and frustrated, and never got around to washing my hair, but then my friend KG’s son Teen G came over for a few hours, and I felt better after a bit. For much of the afternoon, I was curled up on the couch watching season one of Buffy the [...]
MissMeliss | December 10, 2009
Most of us are familiar with the standard definition of “family,” that of parents and children living together. There is, however, an alternate definition of family: a group of people who are generally not blood relations but who share common attitudes, interests, or goals and, frequently, live together In my life, I am privileged, even [...]
MissMeliss | July 30, 2009
Written for and presented at the Unitarian Universalist Church of Oak Cliff, Dallas, TX, 19 July 2009. True confession: I’m a failure at sitting meditation. Whenever I’ve tried it, I’ve either fallen asleep, or ended up with a mind so full of ideas that I had to stop right then and find a notebook and [...]
MissMeliss | June 25, 2009
Last night, the chapter in question was the Parable of Sowing, and while I really wanted to offer something topical, something really erudite, or at least incredibly insightful, all I could think of was that Christopher Moore had it right.
MissMeliss | June 21, 2009
At the same time that I was adjusting to junior high school, and all that entailed, I was also watching our refrigerator turn into something that held such oddities as brewer’s yeast, sweet acidophilus, tofu, and plain yogurt. Ira, it seemed, was a health food nut. Far worse, however, was the truly frightening lack of taste buds he seemed to exhibit: the man liked mild cheddar.
MissMeliss | February 13, 2009
I confess, I hadn’t heard of him until last week, but when our church ran one of his tamer videos as our “dramatic moment” recently, I was instantly hooked. Tonight, he performed some of his old stuff, as well as three new songs, and there was much laughter. I bought one of his cd’s, too. [...]
The ablest writer is only a gardener first, and then a cook: his tasks are, carefully to select and cultivate his strongest and most nutritive thoughts; and when they are ripe, to dress them, wholesomely, and yet so that they may have a relish.
— , Guesses at Truth, by Two Brothers
