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For reasons I cannot even begin to comprehend myself, much less explain to you, I just read this article about Tiger Woods who I could not possibly be less interested in. However, it did leave me to an interesting thought and I think maybe I’m on to something. Just hear me out. Humor me. WHAT [...]
I like turkey bacon, she says. And turns to tell Facebook. The whole world tunes in. There is the requisite group sigh. So *that’s* what it’s all about.
Though you wouldn’t know it by looking at me, I know some things. Admittedly, some of these things I only know because I messed up real bad and now I’m learning the inevitable lesson that hindsight brings. Oy, to the regret! Don’t believe me? Check this out: Some Stuff I Know So-called “Life Coaches” should [...]
Christopher Hitchens, for those who don’t know, is an author and a journalist of ill repute. He’s said and done some rather scandalous things in his career. He’s a bit controversial. Here is the guy who supports the Iraq war, but was water boarded for Vanity Fair and declared it –without a doubt — torture. [...]
I saw a Twix bar today that said you could win $10,000 and a trip to Las Vegas. The first thing I thought about was the fact that I was in Las Vegas and the people in Las Vegas who win this contest must be pissed. It’s like they only win half a prize. My [...]
I’ve been spending the past two weeks at home due to some medical issues and at first I really welcomed the time away. Work is, at best, stressful. It’s a good job and I’m thankful for it, but there are times I literally just want to sit on the floor in my office and tear [...]
When they say, “Thanks for voting us best Blah blah blah” Who are they talking about? Who voted? When did they vote? What was the criteria for getting to vote? How come no one ever asked ME which laundromat in town is the best? How come no one ever bothered to get my take on [...]
Tonight is our last night in Vegas. Which is a relief and a horror all at once. I can’t wait to sleep in my own bed, kiss my boys and get pounced on by my dogs. But I don’t relish the thought of going back to the office or the drudgery of housework. I am [...]
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
















