Trump: the Shitshow!
Trump: the Shitshow!
Hubbo and I had this discussion this afternoon. He blames Trump for the current ills, and while I want to concur (and somewhat do), I blame Bush. All this crap going down (and up in flames) in the middle east I lay and the feet (of clay) of Dubya. Bastard destabilized the whole thing.
Having a child come out to you as transgender can set your world reeling. Ask me, I know. But I can’t imagine never wanting to support my child in being the best human being they can be. It was that way before I knew, it is that way now.
My philosophy has always been, the more they eat of it, the sooner it’s gone. Especially if I help! Mua ha ha ha!
Crap! A Madonna tweet I actually like, think is sweet, and admire!
When I started my brief running career, I went to the great local sport shoe place and got a pair of Rykas with support for pronation, etc. Great shoes, but they squeaked or farted or whatever. I was told by a woman helping newbie runners to put baby powder in the shoes, it would help it go away. I did. Lots. Still…
Thanks, that, too is a great article. I had thought about the dilemma of writing “outside” of your experience and I see where Abdel-Magied
goes astray. Thanks! Still, Shriver sounds like an idiot here. I’m pretty much off her books after freaking out from We Need to Talk About Kevin.
The Guardian had a great opinion piece about this speaking event earlier this week:
That line break in Martha’s tweet - so apropos! ‘Cause I stopped reading at “pot.”
I have northern european (Irish, Swedish) skin, and I don’t get upset when Marcel Marceau does his mime schtick. Well, I do get upset about the “locked in a box” thing. That *one* time I get trapped in a box and the guy just goes off on it!
She was taken to task for wearing skinny jeans, they not being “somber” and “appropriate” to wear while reporting on a poor dead child? As if polka dots WERE appropriate for such reporting? What about the funky glasses? The wild hair? How about every news station keep a Somber Reporter on duty at all times to be able…
She is brilliant. Now I want to watch Bring It On again.
Here, too, kid of the 7os and it was what we got (“part of a balanced breakfast” though I never got the toast pictured on the cereal box.) One time when I was sick, my older brother taught me about eating it right out of the can. Intense sorbet!
Madonna frightens me.
Michelle, is that you?
“They’ve been on TV for a full decade and—boom boom boom, even brighter than the moon moon moon—never once have they gotten boring or let us down.”