I’m ankle-deep in Tressie McMillan Cottom’s Thick: And Other Essays, which I am really enjoying despite what I’m going to say next. I AM SO ANNOYED. Or rather I’m annoyed by a handful of paragraphs…
Posts tagged partly bitchy
Day 181 of 200: A Stream-of-Consciousness Airing of Grievances
Bleh. #1. I made the mistake of watching the dueling Fyre documentaries the same weekend a bunch of rich, entitled white boys got in the face of the Native American drummer during the same week…
Day 39 of 200: Saturday Night Confessions
Confession 1 The downstairs bathroom only has a toilet and a sink, and they are across from each other. When you sit down to do your business you get to watch yourself do it. The…
Petty Bitchery: Out of Control Pop Culture Lists & the Death of Curation
Here’s the thing I want to bitch about today: ridiculous lists. First I know that classifying, judging, ranking art and pop culture is stupid nonsense. So shut up. But it’s fun stupid nonsense and the…
Amnesia & Tragedy & Poop Emojis: A Rant
Much like all of you my Facebook has been flooded with red, white, and blue profile pictures, an Eiffel-towered peace sign and many vague thoughts and prayers for those killed in the attacks on Paris…
Online Dating Advice I Gave to FFJ at Lunch
FFJ and I meet for lunch a few times a month at Wok in the Park, my favorite Pad Thai joint of all the Pad Thai joints. We meet there so often that the beautiful…
And Then I Died While My Dad Narrated the Rebooting of My Mom’s Computer
Because I worked at a software company for about 300 years and I’m a nerd, I’m the reigning Queen of Tech Support for most of my family. My sisters are pretty good at figuring their…
Voice of My Generation: Seriously, What’s With Pushing Your Pop Culture Taste on Your Kids?
It’s a trend I’ve noticed a lot of over the past few years, GenX parents taking extreme pride in the way they have indoctrinated their children with their pop culture proclivities. I see it a…
It’s Sunday & I’m Boring: Now With More Bitchery Edition
People are such assholes. Like, I know this. We all know this. But it seems on the Twitters that all the people who were hooing and haaing over football today are the exact same people…
Faux Hippie Hipsters & The Cranky Middle-Aged Lady Who Doesn’t Like Them
I’m pondering changing the name of this website to “Cranky Lady Leaves the House and is Cranky.” Now Part II of yesterday’s rant. So after Low’s horrific 27-minute long assault on my ears, Bob Mould…