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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 [...]
i’m confused about something. everywhere i go now i hear, “bad boys, ooh the bad boys. men! they’ll just break your heart. they’re such heartbreaking heartbreakers! they’ll take advantage of ya! they’ll rob ya blind! they’ll sex ya up and leave ya cryin’!” where?? where are these men? in what area can they be found? [...]
my life passed before my eyes yesterday. multiple times. i saw visions of my childhood long since forgotten. this happens when you take a leisurely drive up the country with matt, whose sports and video game interests lean towards F1 racing and Need For Speed Carbon. this should have been expected on a long, twisty [...]
i take it as a sign of my impending nursing home commitment that i don’t recognize any of the channels on the station guide to my television. i’m paying an outrageous sum for an ungodly number of channels that i don’t even understand. when i click “guide” i see channels with initials like “LGM” and [...]
the yeti and i have been having a difference of opinion lately about religion. mainly this: i think i’m god and he disagrees. the finer points of this argument entail things like, praying, bowing in reverence, begging for mercy and forgiveness, making sacrificial offerings and acknowledging my right as the giver and taker of life. [...]
in bed last night matt threw one out at me. it was vintage matt. “i think i have brain damage.” naturally, i did what any supportive girlfriend would do. i laughed. “you do not. don’t be ridiculous.” “oh no, yeah. i think i do. i’m serious. i think it was all those drugs. i think [...]
me: you need to clip the dog’s nails. rufus jumped on me today and broke the skin. matt: uh huh me: you need to use those clippers you had to buy. matt: mm hmmn. where are they? me: in the laundryroom, on the shelf, with their other supplies. where i told you i was going [...]
the weather was beautiful today. warm and sunny with just the slightest breeze. matt & i went to the tulip festival and of course i took my camera. i played around with the macro & telephoto lens he got me for my birthday. you should totally go check out my gallery. i mean, if you [...]
matt dives for his laptop and opens it in a hurry. me: what are you doing? matt: i just realized i don’t know the words to “i’ve been working on the railroad!” me: and you decided just now you had to look them up right this very instant? matt: yeah. me: —-okay. this, my friends, [...]
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
















