It started in college. An 8:00 a.m. Bio class in a cold lecture hall, with dimmed lights, and Ben Stein’s brother READING HIS NOTES to us. The same notes he put online for us to print and study. And then he read them. And my head got really, really heavy until I felt my nose…
Life
Public Shaming: It has to stop
This trend of shaming people for wrongdoings both perceived and actual has to stop. Yesterday, Jezebel published an article about teenagers who used racist language on Twitter after the election. The article listed these teenagers’ names, the cities and states where they live, their schools, even some of their accolades and college plans. All of…
Daylight Savings Time Hates Parents
I know people are tired of hearing about daylight savings time, but y’all, this time change has screwed with me in a way I cannot remember any time change ever screwing with me before. It used to be that falling back in the fall meant an extra hour before last call. We’d be out downtown…
Sunday sundries
If you’ve been living under a rock, or following the Mayan calendar instead of the regular calendar, it’s November. And this year, because I’m INSANE, I’ve decided to ATTEMPT NaBloPoMo. Like I said. I’m insane. But you know? I feel like I’ve been off my blogging game since Emma was two pink lines on a…
Cheers to the freaking weekend
Emma’s swing died on Wednesday morning. Like, died-dead and not just batteries-dead. And I realize this is snarky of me, but I’m rather shocked at the number of people who asked me if the batteries were dead when I said the swing was dead as if there was no possible way I would’ve thought to…