My 37 year old husband and his 40 year old brother found out just this summer that their mother got here from Korea because she had married an African-American person in the military and they have a half-black / half-Korean half-brother that they never knew about before, ever. Ever! They always assumed that their dad…

Oh my gosh, there was a dude I met once, friend of a friend, who was nicknamed ‘coffeecup’ for ...uh...reasons.

As a Gen-Xer who I suppose is the last generation without helicopter parents, my mouth fell open reading that. I work as a technical writer / developer in tech, and we’re currently interviewing for associate developers starting this week. I cannot wait to see these baby developers get interviewed by our Boomer boss…

Chicago and Milwaukee are super close, and I’m willing to bet there are enough people willing to pay that they’ll all be gone soon enough. Plus, as said above, there’s House on the Rock, which can totally pick up the rest. Minneapolis isn’t that far away either, to be honest. Indianapolis, St. Louis, there are enough…

Hey man, I have Behcets disease, and I do have the genetic marker for it (not that I knew *that* before it steamrolled me six years ago), and I have a nasty case of it too. Including getting a massive straddle pulmonary embolism because I’ve got heart and lung involvement. Plus an aneurysm because I also have neural…

I used to watch Intervention while drunk as a skunk and judge the people who did too many pills or shot up, so...yeah. Yep.

Dear Univision: I would like to be ungreyed, kthx.

I’m still in the greys as well. Maybe I should GIF more. I shall start my GIF campaign...tomorrow.

I’m a white woman and walk this way all. the. time., often leaving my slow-poke of a half-Korean / half-white husband behind. We live in Chicago! The only thing I don’t do is to clutch my laptop backpack to my chest, but if I were a young intrepid foreigner living in a large city, attempting to learn English and…

And there are (seemingly) millions of people in front of it, all taking pictures of it and not actually *looking* at the darn thing that’s right in front of them! Yeah, I feel you.

One of the reasons I very much appreciated the Van Gogh museum in Amsterdam was their rule about no cameras. It was so pleasant! People were strolling about, viewing the art with their eyeballs and not through a lens and it was a completely different experience than, say, at the Louvre where everyone was snapping…

An oontz oontz band

Oh also, I have a platinum pass, so get golf cart rides and can see back stage blah blah blah. I did see the secret service vehicles yesterday, as well as a ton of extra security for one Ms. Obama. Didn’t see her though.

You are old (so am I! I am 42.) I am in Chicago and am attending Lolla this weekend and chose Major Lazer. There were technical difficulties. I left after about 30 minutes because I am old and tired and it was a long day.

We do that too, at least a few times a year. But we live all over the country, so getting together is problematic.

That’s what private groups on social media are for. I’m in a private girls group where we (lightly) vent about our husbands and SOs and it helps out a lot.

I now work in a sausage factory (aka I’m the only woman working with a whole bunch of men programmers) but I truly do miss the days when I worked primarily with women technical writers. I left behind all of my Pampered Chef gear when I moved out from my first husband and that was some quality stuff. It turns out that…

Technical writer for a Fortune 100 company reporting in for duty. I write about databases and mobile applications that people in warehouses use. Super fun!

Eons ago I worked as a sales clerk at Christofle in Chicago on Michigan Ave. Sometimes groups of Romani (back when I worked there we still called them gypsies) would come in to lift goods and it was basically an all hands on deck exercise to keep an eye on them. I mean it never worked - there were too many of them and…

I went to one of my state’s party schools back in 1992 and I’m amazed that these days it’s actually *hard(er)* to get into. What is this world coming to, when you have to actually TRY to get into a party school?!!!?? Crazy! Cats and dogs, living together I tell ya.