Public Meetings and Weather Wizards

Because there's been a call for more local content in the paper, I've started writing more columns. There's not usually space for them, but I write them anyhow. Just in cases. And because my whole heart bleeds from the amount of love I have for writing narrative personal nonfiction like columns. And essays. And Facebook … Continue reading Public Meetings and Weather Wizards

Minchin Monday and Memory Failure

I can't remember which of these two badass Tim Minchin songs I've shared with you in the not-so-distant past, so I'm going to share them both with you. One of my favorite things to watch wee Tim'thy do is to fuck with the television talk show personalities of Britain. https://youtu.be/Y-ugFFXI3L4 Oh it's such a delight. … Continue reading Minchin Monday and Memory Failure

A Firing Squad and Drunk At a Barbecue

Memorial Day. For most people these days - and this is not me saying that this is necessarily good or bad, but it's just a statement of fact - it's the beginning of summer. Most people I talk to can't even tell me the difference between Memorial Day and Labor Day. Now, to be totally … Continue reading A Firing Squad and Drunk At a Barbecue

Minchin Monday and Quiet Revolutions

Okay. This is a big, long, intense bastard so I'm gonna set you up with a funny, thoughtless Minchin offering first.   It's like a glass of orange juice for a diabetic before a snack free transcontinental flight. I'm assuming. Somehow I'm not diabetic yet, despite my love of potatoes, white bread, and pasta in … Continue reading Minchin Monday and Quiet Revolutions

Intentional Change and Personal Death Awareness

Holy sheep shit. I feel like I fell through a wormhole and came out on the other side of a week and a half. It's just been madness the last ten days or so. Running, and doing, and writing, and snapping, and all of the things, and then I wake up and it just starts again. … Continue reading Intentional Change and Personal Death Awareness

Hanged Men and Roseanne is my Homegirl

This is a big, big day for me y'all. My homegirl is coming back. Roseanne is like my mascot. I grew up idolizing her. I wasn't raised in a family of loud women. The women in my family were quiet, and mostly well-behaved. They weren't weak. My mom definitely ran the show, I think, but … Continue reading Hanged Men and Roseanne is my Homegirl

Appreciation of Women and Hork Buckets

Well. It's column day. I'm following through on my commitment to parenting quotes. I almost never read the paper. I spend all day in the newsroom and all of the reporters know what one another is working on. I don't need to read it. But I do always check out the layout and I'm always … Continue reading Appreciation of Women and Hork Buckets