I'm sitting at a bar feeling shitty, lamenting about the hows and whats of my very privileged future, worrying over very solvable puzzles, and being very, very "first world", as it were. I mean, come on, relative to most of the world? Pshhhh. But, in spite of this admission, I digress. Here I sit, reading … Continue reading TING, Unicorn
I am a life hack nerd. The cool tricks and tips I've learned for daily tasks are indispensable wisdom - some that offer the layman a new way of looking at things, some that offer a step-by-step guide to solvency. And some? In one, out the other, and away on a cloud of ignorance. By … Continue reading Ounces to Ounces, Dust to Dust
I curled up with a good movie last night, Netflixed & chilled all on my own, thank you very much. Um. Wait. Did I use that term correctly? I approve of how the sentence flows, but I’m pretty sure the phrase isn’t at all about watching movies and chilling out… Alright. So, my old ass … Continue reading What’s a Streetcar got to do with Desire, Anyway?
It always happens, every time - every damn time. And, in this, after a lifetime of mods and shifts, I'm anything if not predictable. I mean, my ex used to roll his eyes at the whole obsession but hey, "If you don't know me by now" and all that, right? In fact, anyone who knows … Continue reading Wiggin’ Out
A couple of years ago, for the briefest of moments, I decided to try online dating. Now, I have zero judgment about the medium itself - it is a tool of the times, the internet, and it was only a matter of time before it would become a safe space to meet people. (Wait, did … Continue reading WTH is a Zoosk?
My mother taught me to treat everyone with kindness. She was adamant that the guy pumping the gas was as valuable as the guy sitting in the boardroom. Buuuuut, as is human nature, her judgment was still there - however small - and she once referred to Nicolas Cage as the "greasy gas station attendant … Continue reading Socrates is my Homeboy
It's funny how life rolls. If we can expect anything at all, it's adherance to the old adage about change being the single constant. It's made up of a succession of highs and lows and ups and downs. It's John Travolta circa 1975 to John Travolta early 90's to John Travolta Battlefield Earth. And sometimes, … Continue reading WTFing My Way Through
Gams. Pegs. Stems. Pins. The two meat sticks that walk me about, run away from scary clowns or pump a swing (because that's something I do often). Ya know: Legs. All day, every day they move me, lugging around my top heavy body (yes, I'm talking about my boobs), and with pretty much zero thanks … Continue reading WTF Evah, Kate!
Well, fuck. So, the worst that I alleged could happen while on this silly trip of mine, has indeed happened: my tight-knit alliterate threesome has broken up, leaving the cat and Kate out of a Cooper. Wilma, as she's known, has blown a head gasket - not the best use of the words "blown" or … Continue reading Wilma is dead. Long live Wilma!
After being out of work for three full months, a couple weeks ago I started a new job, which I quit just ten days later, my ethics in a fat twist in my gut. The entire gig was online and remote, giving me ample opportunity to show up to do the work braless and in … Continue reading Scruples? WTF are scruples??
