Oooh, ooh, my mom: “Wow, I like what you’re trying to do with your hair today! That’s... cute! On anyone else, it would just look like crazy clown hair, but you really make it work!” (My mom is great, BTW. But damn, sometimes!)

BTW, it’s Wichita -- not Witchita. Just sayin’.

The first time I heard this song on the radio, I was barely paying attention and I thought it was supposed to be, um, dirty. (Leave me alone.) (Why am I telling you this.) I thought that the drop-sound meant WET instead of CRY. So: all you ever do is make me ---. I know better now, but I think it’s cheesy and I laugh.…

“professional women and Ivanka Trump,” LOL.

I like big puns and I cannot lie.

Of course she was lying. Our visit was never important to him, and he couldn’t be bothered to come up with a decent excuse to bail on our meeting. I mention that this was awhile back because a few years later, the team became a legit topic of conversation, but this was not the case at the time. Taken one way, this is…

Yeah, part of me is happy to ship all of our Kansas goofs out of the state (our Gov & Sec of State are real gems, too, and have made news for possible roles in Trump government), but mostly I wish we wouldn’t make our problems everyone else’s problems. It would be fantastic if she were elected, and I’m so happy to…

I have a dumb Pompeo story. I live in his district. Maybe 7 years ago, I & a few others who also work in DV/SA/child development issues scheduled a meeting with him in his home office to discuss our work in his community and talk about our funding sources. It was in the weeks leading up to March Madness, and home team…

Oh, I for sure have some weird soft spots for a lot of those songs I’m making fun of! “A really good church youth group experience” is nothing to sniff at. When I first read that, my first thought was, “Aw, she braided hair at camp while the MWS song ‘Friends’ played on repeat, too!” -- but I know there’s more to it…

One of my friends in college was on a bunch of “praise teams,” and she told me that she secretly hated that all the songs they sang relied so heavily on a key change for emotional effect -- and it really just masked that the song was trite and repetitive with nothing else to say. I can never unhear it now, in any song.

“Go West Young Man,” WOW, that was an unexpected blast from my past. Also a confirmation for me that ALL of the crappy Christian songs and worship choruses of my youth belong on your playlist, except then someone would have to listen to them again.

YES!! That one has really stuck with me, too!

Ha! Back atcha! Twin Cervix!

At least you are well positioned for getting the shit scared out of you.

My dorm was like that. Radios turned on and zoomed up and down the dial by themselves, lights came on in the middle of the night, doors would lock and unlock., clock alarms got set for weird times, papers got moved.... etc. Old building. We just laughed about it uneasily.

The “brick factory!” I don’t know why, but all that red brick powder sticks with me. It’s such a good description of how kids get all industrious and purposeful.

This is a wonderful article. I’ve been thinking the same thing for a long time. I loved her writing but felt the clouds open up when I first read her memoir as a little girl. I read it several times growing up. For one thing, I was shocked that she had dealt with an inappropriate adult, just like me, and I had never…

Doxxing myself, but this is geographically close to home. Quiet, “good” community. Sheriff Walton is a good guy, and that area of KS actually has a very aware DV program among its law enforcement. So. This is sad, izzall I got right now.

“Forefront”? But those caps are backwards-looking.... OH WAIT, I get it.

Coveting her hair. My curls are shrinking away in shame.