Goodbye.
Wednesday, February 10th, 2010The rescue chemo held back the tumor for a week, but it raged back, growing to three times its size in two weeks. It took his ability to eat, to enjoy being touched, to breathe comfortably. He left us when he knew we were taken care of, when Derek assured him that he would be okay without his little boy. He left us quietly, gently, with the dignity that he always embodied.
We’re exhausted and so very sad. But. We have the peace of knowing we did everything we could. We have Lanty’s love, forever.


There was a time in American history, a dark and unsettling time, when varied and inappropriate persons decided to join in the newest pop culture trend: in other words, white people tried to rap. And too often, they did it in order to sell stuff.
I hate to see this Month of Madness go, I really do. It’s been hard at time, to sit down for yet another movie, to put D through yet another movie, and to watch yet another movie I didn’t mean to watch at all because the planning of all this got the best of me and I forgot to have something I really, really wanted to watch on hand.
And so, we made it to the last week. The last week of D asking me “did you watch your movie today?” as if reminding me of my vitamins; the last week of scouring Netflix, the library, and
Really, I feel like the boat is about to tip over. It’s October 30? 30? Here I am in the stretchiest home stretch and I’m a little panicked. Have I missed a day? No? Have I written an entry for each one? No. Can I manage to catch up on all of the reviews in under 30 seconds? Let’s try:
Thanks for dropping by. I'm Meg, and I write offbeat stories about media and the culture that shapes us.