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Weekend Wanderer: A Spooky October Tale
Jack O’Lanterns blaze fiery grins. Spirits prepare for All Hallows Eve. So. How about a creepy little tale? Good horror — Amityville, The Exorcist, The Strangers — is at least based on a true story. So rest, well, not assured. Disturbed, maybe? Yeah. Rest disturbed this story is completely true. Growing up, my older cousin…
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Weekend Wanderer: I Spent the Day in Baltimore. I Have No Idea What I Did While I Was There
After spending two Fridays straightening out her finances, I had a very grateful Willie on my hands. Willie’s finances — how do I put this? Well, recently, I watched all of The Exorcist sequels. I had to, guys. My horror podcast is working its way through The Exorcist films. To prepare for the new Exorcist…
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Weekend Wanderer: Do I Want to Live Somewhere Rural?
Something disturbing happened to me last week. Wait. That’s not accurate. I did something disturbing last week. Yes. That’s better. I did something disturbing. Something I don’t understand. You see — well — you guys know my husband’s family has a cabin. And you know how I feel about that cabin. It’s not that I…
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Weekend Wanderer: Spending a Week with Thailand
I promise this isn’t another column about scuba. But. Given my aquatic adventures of late, I am obsessed with two cinematic genres. The first is scuba and scuba-adjacent horror movies. “Should you be watching this?” my husband sighed as I watched Blake Lively’s battle for survival against a shark oblivious to any food that wasn’t…
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Weekend Wanderer: Getting on a Parent’s Bad Side
I’ve entered a new quadrant of the Willie Universe. The likelihood that someone I know could wind up living in the apartment next to Willie has got to be slim, right? But the likelihood this situation could ruin my life is a guarantee. It all starts with my daughter. Wasn’t I just saying last week…
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Weekend Wanderer: The Cold Shower Trend Became More Than a Trend
I think having kids made my life better. Wait. Do I? Yeah. Yes. I do. Made my life better, made me a better person. Yeah. Sure. Take this summer. I drove my kids to New Jersey on 31 separate days this summer. One day, I drove to New Jersey twice — two entirely different directions. …


























