Category: Editorial

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Documentaries, Kegels, and Chill

Documentaries have ruined my life. Ok, so maybe that’s a little dramatic. But they do affect me, and consequently my ability to sleep, eat, read fiction, basically anything that involves freewill. Or breathing. It’s...

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Nursing Hate

  These kids of mine show up exactly when I need ’em. Yes, sometimes I want to trade them to Gail at Loveland Liquor for a case of Grey Goose, but most of the...

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Romance Redesigned

Romance never appealed to me. Until I realized what romance really is. I have never craved the dimly lit setting of soft music, candles, and bubble baths (unless I’m alone). The traditional romantic settings...

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The Takeover

What you’re reading is a blog takeover. Thank goodness for saved info on laptops, I am now pedaling this copper hot-air balloon. Social conventions are interesting. Ideals are even interesting-er. I consider myself insanely...

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Boobs, Breast Milk, and Leprechauns

I absolutely love St. Patrick’s Day. I know – not very revolutionary. Or shocking. But it’s not necessarily for the reasons that you think. Celebrating this sacred day became a tradition with my friends...

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You can read the Kamasutra????

What’s the first image that pops in your head when you see the title┬áKamasutra? Let me guess – Awkward drawings of a man and a woman engaged in endless varieties of sexual positions (original...

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Are you a feminist or an asshole?

I’m just going to assume that you’re a feminist. And if you’re not, you’re an asshole. Those are the only 2 choices. Even if you don’t label yourself as a feminist, whether you’re a...

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Pet the Peeve

Everybody has one. Or two. Or three, or…. Pet peeves. Idiosyncrasies. Small obsessions. Whatever you call them, wherever they came from, they’re part of who we are. My kids even have them. Same kids...

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What the hell just happened?

Just a year ago, I was starting this blog, trying to figure out how to put some of my fucked up thoughts and experiences into a fun, maybe slightly inappropriate form. It was a...

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High Maintenance

High maintenance. It’s a term that some embrace, some mock, and some despise. To whatever degree you “maintain”, it doesn’t really fucking matter. The question is, are you delusional? I think I might be....