Here's the honest truth: I'm not sure I have a deal breaker.
Yes, I'm still thinking about that. In less than one week, I need to have an essay or a story or a poem about deal breakers. And yes, I want it to be funny.
This is not as easy as it looks. I spend my hours on the El and the bus identifying physical deal breakers--too short, too pretty, too. . . and then I consider that personality would trump all of those. I hope. I think. I don't know. After religious and educated, I don't even have a list for the opposite argument anymore.
Oh well. Luckily Modernist poetry and poetics calls. Walt Whitman, here I come.
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What about bad breath? It's my husband's deal breaker.
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Have you considered satire?
how about stupid? isn't stupid a dealbreaker? it would be for me...
Mass murderer.
How are you anyway?
Would you mind answering a question? My sister and I have been searching for any mention of snapping scapula on the web because her daughter, a 21 year old college student, is really suffering. They're flying to Chicago to see a specialist, having exhausted any relief from her family doctor, orthopedic surgeon, chiropractor, and massage therapist. All the references we've found on the web have been about either male athletes or folks with underlying health issues, such as severe scoliosis.When I searched, a blog posting from 2006 came up and in which you mentioned it. Are you better? Was surgery required? Can you recommend a support group or other place where my niece can find others with same condition? You can just email me if you elect to respond. Thank you!
Walt Whitman is a Modernist? Wow, where have I been?
p.s.--The word verification was "supress" and I'm not kidding.
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