Please, please, stop body shaming, self-loathing, and shit talking yourself. You are already perfect ( Read more... )

After a friend emailed that he hadn't heard from me in a while, I responded, in part ( Read more... )

Some time around 3:00, I am walking down the hall to my office, a freshly washed pear in my hand. Matt, the new tech guy, passes me and quips: "Eating, AGAIN ( Read more... )

Well kids, I passed the Series 24. And just barely too. 70 was passing and 70 is what I made. That had me shaking a little upon notice--a little too close for comfort. But still: it's over! No more studying through the weekend, turning down social invitations (what few even come these days), and delayed art projects. And I can resume ( Read more... )

Back story, Method is doing some really creepy stuff in its latest ad campaign. I was alerted to it
via Shakesville.

Melissa of Shakesville, not one to sit still for such gobsmacking, bullshit fuckery, wrote Method a letter.

The next day, she got this responseIncited by their invidious stupidity (I mean really, do you KNOW with whom you have ( Read more... )

I didn't post about my Inauguration Ball because I've been having a Hopegasm ever since the big O took office (come on! how can I NOT make that joke?!). Rest assured, I had a great time. JT was in town with his fella Chris, and a fellow Southern expatriate was throwing a party that involved fire acts, a person in a weather balloon, body paint ( ( Read more... )

One of my favorite blogs and often news source is Feministing (http://feministing.com/). This weekend I undoubtedly increased my commenter status with my passionate response to a post surrounding yet another inflammatory Ann Coulter sound bite. In a recent Hannity & Colmes plug for her new ( Read more... )