this is the life i want to lead

It would have been brilliant, but in fact her (completely understandable) response was a gobsmacked stare. I can only hope she was impressed by how quickly I removed him. Adrenalin and shame - great combo.

Except for reproductive rights and equal pay, Clinton comes out on issues only after she’s figured out how the wind blows. This really irritates me and makes me suspicious. Mind you, with the regressive, anti-women policies being pushed through these days, I’m getting to be a single issue voter and her stance is, at…

Fleetwood Sac

Those are still abstractions. Promising to veto non-existent bills will only provide fodder for more generic attacks. Supreme Court Justices are not appointed, they are nominated, then go before Congress for confirmation. One cannot mobilize people who are not in office yet.

I’m glad that Hillary didn’t make any promises, but I hope it doesn’t mean that once the elections are over, whether she wins or not, that she doesn’t just forget these women and their plight, because they’re no longer of any use to her. I really hope she means it when she says she’s going to stay engaged. We need…

A friend of mine from high school was murdered a decade ago, and his father has gone on to be an advocate for young black murder victims and black youth in the area. His resilience astounds me.

On our local news this morning was a mother wailing while discussing her recently shot son (I didn’t catch the details of the shooter but it wasn’t police related) and how no parent should have to imagine a life without their child.

Yeah, I think it's pretty amazing they can hold it together enough to be political advocates for other children. Incredible strong women.

I don’t actually need the details of their discussion, because I can’t imagine it is ever anything but painful for the motherhood to talk about their murdered children. Snark aside, I keep them and mothers like them in my prayers. No parent in the world should ever endure this.

Hillary Clinton Shamelessly Exploits Topical Issue.

I’m still kind of confuzzled about how Anderson Cooper was really tough in the Democratic debate, but those candidates didn’t come out looking Scooby Doo villains bitching about meddling.

good.

I’m not superstitious or particularly religious, but I believe kids can see/sense shit. My little sister’s “imaginary” friend growing up was a girl who “drown-ded and was waiting for her new family”. She told our mom all about the little girl and how she was living with us until she found a new family. She described…

I used to work in a very remote town, while living in my hometown 30 miles away. I was 20 and my Dad had just secured me my very first car to make the commute, it was a mid 1990’s Thunderbird with oxidizing paint, leaked every fluid I put into it, and had shitty gas mileage. Needless to say I was in love.

I wonder if it was even your mom. I had a similar experience when I was in kindergarten and it’s never left my mind. My mom worked crazy shifts when I was little and we lived with my grandma, my dad and my sister. Sometimes my mom or grandma would get me up and ready for school depending on who was available.

Here is a story that I have not shared before because honestly- it creeps me the fuck out. I don’t like thinking about it. I don’t like the things it implies about the nature of the universe we inhabit, and it fills me with existential dread. It also happens to involve a friend’s suicide, so it’s not the easiest thing…

I was raised Southern Baptist. We didn’t tell ghost stories around the campfire growing up. We told possession stories. And we believed in them because demons are biblical. I remember having lively debates with my friends about the biblical case for demons and how not believing in them means you don’t believe…

About 4 years ago, my boyfriend and I moved into a duplex just outside the city. The first day I was all alone in the house, I started thinking that I was seeing things out of the corner of my eye. Flashes of lights and shadows. I never ever had that sensation at my old place. It happens from time to time, but not…

Over the past year I started to have these really strange dreams, all involving a pale little boy dressed in dirty, old-timey clothes. At first they’d just be regular dreams where I would notice he’d show up (as in I’d have a flying dream or one where I’d be walking around a store and suddenly there he’d be). As soon…