The life of a freelance writer is often feast or famine. This rule applies both to work and to money. Which makes sense, I guess. For the past two days, the work has been sorta…
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A physical reaction to art
Every Wednesday night during the summer, I like to sit in my La-Z-Grrl, watch TV, and cry. Wednesday is So You Think You Can Dance night. While NYC Prep might be a guilty pleasure, SYTYCD…
If loving NYC Prep is wrong, I don’t want to be right
After years and years and years of trying to fill the gaping void left in my life by the exit of Pacey and Joey and Dawson and Jen and Jack from the small screen, I…
I never liked M*A*S*H and I hate it now
When I was a kid, I’d often do battle with my cousin Patty over the TV. Patty would babysit during the summer while my parents were at work, and she would always watch M*A*S*H or…
Assumptions I could make based on what I see in commercials
Men don’t ever have any preconceived expectations when it comes to gifts, and are never disappointed by what might be a totally lame present. Clearly, this is a territory wholly owned by women and while…
When there is no Whore Bus life barely seems worth living
One might think the absence of Whore Bus on this Sunday morning would be a blessing in disguise. One might think I would use this “extra” time to actually clean Supergenius HQ before my annual…