You really think I had more to say? I don’t. It’s just a picture of my hair that looked super good today. If you are curious my hair smells like this. I don’t have any more hair updates at the moment, but if I do you’ll be the first to know. P.S. If you look closely at the bottom left corner you can see the blurry petals of my very first tattoo. It’s a purple daisy and it’s nearly twenty…
Greatest Hits According to Me: Liz Phair, in honor of her birthday
I was gonna celebrate Liz Phair’s birthday by being all ‘voice of my generation’ and declaring her the sound of Gen X’s sexuality, specifically the women of my generation. Then I thought about it for twelve more seconds and realized that would be a shitty, heteronormative thing to do. Besides, what do I know about anyone else’s sexual journey? Bupkis, that’s what. So instead I’ll just be the voice of me and say that around these parts she’s known as…
With Your Chrome Heart Shining
As a writer of no repute I still find the need to address the tragedy in Boston. I don’t have anything to say that other’s haven’t said much better with more sensitivity and intelligence, and yet it feels weird to not address the current events in some way. Like how can I just jump back into talking about watching “Diff’rent Strokes” and discovering that it was awful? It feels like a sort of whiplash. I still have outrage fatigue. Does…
It’s Sunday & I’m Boring: The Various Kinds of Naps Edition
I got home late last night, nearly midnight, which is really super late for angry hermits who never leave the house. And because I’m one of those people who can’t go right to bed upon arriving home I sat on the couch to unwind which involved drinking water and kind of watching “Joe Dir”t because when I turned on the TV that’s what was on. Eventually, I made my way to bed before figuring out what the fuck Joe Dirt…
Pondering One-Hit Wonders
First a small, important update/warning: From now until I finish the ridiculously addictive and brain consuming Heart memoir, all my posts will start “So I was listening to the Heart memoir and it made me thing about. . . ” If you don’t like that you are free to close this tab and go read some sort of Top 18 Reasons How You Can Be More Productive/Creative/Robotic post somewhere else. Oh wait! Don’t do that, because I’m gonna create a…
When Fan Fiction Comes True
So the aforementioned Stevie Nicks thing is still in full force. However, some of the shine is starting to rub off Heart because I am in love with Ann Wilson due to the memoir. It’s real love because she even dissed on Johnny Cougar hardcore and I still love her. And, as I was telling Wolfdogg this morning, I really love Johnny Cougar so much that I even love Key West Intermezzo (is that Matthew McConaughey in that video?). That’s…