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Matt called me a dick tonight. I’m not even kidding. Do you people see the abuse I suffer at the hands of this man? Is there no justice? Shameful. ANYWAY, when Matt and I were out for our walk tonight we passed this field where these two kids were playing. It was a girl of [...]
My heart is breaking. It’s shattering into a million little pieces and I can’t, for the life of me, stop it. My Roofie Doof has died. We didn’t even know he was sick. One day he was fine. Just his normal, fluffy self. The next he was hanging on for dear life, ill, with a [...]
Right now it’s all about whether or not America is more sexist or more racist. Will it be a woman or a color that brings us down? Both are equally detestable. Neither very palatable. Not like those that are colorless, lacking in ovaries. What we know for sure is we don’t want another Republican. Not [...]
Maybe it’s the steady, thunderous ticking of my biological clock. What else could it be? My life is certainly far from devoid of meaning. I’m working a full-time job, maintaining a full-time relationship, and mothering full-time boys. If anything, I’m a bit overextended as it is. What, then, can the matter be? I just got [...]
If you’ll remember correctly, and I’m sure you will, last year about this time we went to the Northwest Washington Fair. It was great fun and we decided to give it another go. It was different this time though because last year the boys were but a wee 11 and 12 years old. This meant [...]
It is important that in times of crisis and personal turmoil, such as when attempting to raise a teenage boy, that you have a good support system in place. You’ll surely be needing comfort and solace in these troubling times. I’m not talking about the kind of comfort to be found in a pint of [...]
Having teenagers is hard. This isn’t one of those experiences you look back on in later life and think, “You know, those were sure some fun times! I’d sure like to relive those years in slow motion!” Not to say they’re all bad and you dread every minute of every day, but mostly? It’s devastating [...]
i found these tips on parenting to be quite accurate and useful. none of those touchy-feely, dr. spock, i’m okay-you’re okay affirmations here though. no, this is the real deal. for instance, on feeding: 11. Hollow out a melon. Make a small hole in the side. Suspend it from the ceiling and swing it from [...]
matt and i took the boys to the drive-in the other night. it was exactly as i remembered it and not at all as i remembered it. there was a big, open space with cars everywhere and a big screen and a concession stand and the voices came out of our car radio. well, the [...]
my mom always had enough bowls. that’s what gets me most, you know? i have struggled my entire adult life to find the right balance of bowls for this house. when i was growing up there were always enough bowls of just the right size for whatever it was we needed. popcorn. cereal. ice cream. [...]
A Woman's Manifesto
Because a woman’s work is never done.
and is underpaid, or unpaid, or boring, or repetitious,
and we’re the first to get fired,
and what we look like is more important than what we do.
And if we get raped its our fault
and if we get beaten we must have provoked it
and if we raise our voices we’re nagging bitches
and if we enjoy sex we’re nymphos
and if we don’t we’re frigid
and if we love women it’s because we can’t get a real man
and if we ask our doctor too many questions we’re neurotic or pushy
and if we expect childcare we’re selfish
and if we stand up for our rights we’re aggressive and un-feminine
and if we don’t we’re typical weak females
and if we want to get married we’re out to trap a man
and if we don’t we’re unnatural
and because we still can’t get an adequate, safe contraceptive, but men can walk on the moon
and if we can’t cope or don’t want a pregnancy we’re made to feel guilty about abortion
and for lots and lots of other reasons
we are part of the women’s liberation movement.- Joyce Stevens, International Woman’s Day, 1975.

Man Vs. Heart Attack
I am somewhat worried about the dude on Man v Food. He isn’t looking so good these days and putting that food away like that can’t be good for him.
One should always be drunk. That's all that matters; that's our one imperative need. So as not to feel Time's horrible burden; one which breaks your shoulders and bows you down, you must get drunk without cease.
But with what? With wine, poetry, or virtue as you choose. But get drunk.
And if, at some time, on steps of a palace, in the green grass of a ditch, in the bleak solitude of your room, you are waking and the drunkenness has already abated, ask the wind, the wave, the stars, the clock, all that which flees, all that which groans, all that which rolls, all that which sings, all that which speaks, ask them, what time it is; and the wind, the wave, the stars, the birds, and the clock, they will all reply:
"It is time to get drunk!
So that you may not be the martyred slaves of Time, get drunk, get drunk, and never pause for rest! With wine, poetry, or virtue, as you choose!"
Charles Baudelaire
















