Those radical environmentalists who sunk whale boats need to come out of retirement. 

He was just...nerdy weird? Like, seriously nerdy, not cool quirky nerdy, but he didn’t seem remotely dangerous or scary. I wasn’t scared of him, just exasperated and annoyed at him, generally.

Here’s my guesswork reconstruction.

yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyep.  They’re not even pretending that they’re not laying the groundwork for that.

It’s the oldest ambush trick in the book. 

Ok, here goes. Writing this out makes me want to barf. 

Around five years ago, I was a TA for an undergraduate literature course that had 300 students; there were two TAs and our job was mostly to do grading (sigh) and hand out exams and set up PowerPoints and stuff of that nature. Basically, assist the professor in all manner of tedium while she lectured. Due to a…

So, in her life, my mom has gone through some shit. Sometimes, she’s not the most reliable narrator, but she tells this memory so consistently and with such emotion, that I believe her. She grew up in the late seventies, and eighties. My grandma was (still is tbh) a disaster. Grandma was part of the California…

Ohh I remember something from my child hood as well that I’ve never forgotten.

A couple of months ago, my boyfriend and I were walking back to our house from an event at a local hipstery bar in our neighborhood in Indianapolis. Ours is the poster child for hipster neighborhoods. I always feel very safe being out and about, even if I’m alone.

I was on a horrible schedule, where I was waking up around 2AM every night, and had started a routine where I would go out for coffee early in the morning; before jumping on my computer for work.

My childhood home was in a small town in Indiana. It was a beautiful blue Dutch Colonial home in a neighborhood lined with huge old pine trees. Our house had been built in the 1800s and I always had a sense that it was haunted. The neighborhood was filled with kids my age and all the families got together for summer…

Ok, I love this time of year, so forgive the new account, but I wanted to tell the story my grandmother told me. I can’t vouch for it completely, but she’s a very no-nonsense woman and I’ve never caught her in a lie (besides maybe how many martinis she’s had). Anyway, we’ll call her Betty. Betty grew up in Kansas in…

Love this feature when I discovered it last year! I wrote something up in preparation for this Halloween:

This is not a ghost story, but a horrible human encounter. This happened about 4.5 years ago:

My religious convictions demand that I physically assault anyone interfering with my reproductive decisions and employment preferences. I prefer to use contraception and be employed. Come at me, asshole, and we’ll see which of us is more devout.

For some reason, this issue of volcanos has become a paramount issue for the Pompeiians. - Praefectus Pence 79 AD

“For some reason, the issue of potatoes has become a paramount issue for the peasants.” -O’Pennessey, circa 1845.

- Mike Pence 3517 BC

“For some reason, the issue of nazis has become a paramount issue for the Jews” - Mike Pence at a Nuremberg nazi rally 1936