Bad Liberal Manifesto

I am not a tolerant liberal. I am not a member of the “peaceful and compassionate left”. I am neither civil, nor polite. My aim is not to find “common ground” with those who do not and cannot acknowledge the ground we’re standing upon is eroding beneath us. I will not listen with an open…

Dick Pick

  Living in the age of social media, smart phones and dating apps almost every woman of my generation is aware of the infamous “dick pic”. When a man you’ve been texting or talking to, without any instigation or prior warning, sends you a picture of his junk. Two things about this, gentlemen. First, never…

Slay the Beast

There have been times in my life when I’ve tried to reason with inanimate objects. I once had an entire conversation with a shower curtain I was attempting to hang, regarding how it was going to cooperate with me. That is a true story, and it didn’t. When reasoning with the random nouns surrounding me…

Faking It

My first job after graduating with my bachelor’s degree was working at a wilderness camp for at-risk youth. This involved hardcore, outdoor living. Canoeing for miles and then setting up camp. Cutting down trees with hand saws and chopping wood. Building fires and cooking over them. Cockroaches big enough to strap saddles on and ride…

All The Best Laid Plans

I come from a family of “planners”. Even though I’ve protested my own innate need for detail management, I am well aware that this family trait did NOT skip me. Now, I’m not at my older, sister Lisa’s level of planning. Where the minutiae of each detail is broken down into a quintuple layered outline……

Boiling Frogs

I came to the realization that I was officially getting older about two years ago. At first I thought it was a case of “Rapid Onset Curmudgeon”, but then I started to reflect on my behavior and realized it was more of a gradual trend towards grumpiness and joint pain. I found myself having to…

Night of the Living Stupid

Every story needs a good villain. Without the Joker, Batman would just be that weird dude wearing a black rubber suit. If Nurse Ratched wasn’t part of the story, “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest” would be a dry documentary on the inadequacies of mental healthcare in the United States. Villains tend to be the…