Hello, Groupthink! It’s your local PhDad bringing you unwanted advice for everyone’s 91st or 92nd favorite “day,” “Fathers’” “Day.” You might remember the really, really great advice I gave last year, but if you don’t, I’ll be happy to give you shitty advice for Father’s’ Day gifts for the paternal-types in your life.…
Balloons should be banned, or at least illegal to distribute to children under.... I don’t know, 35.
Do you ever feel like you just really, really don’t want to be around other people, or talk to other people, or have people say, “How’ve you been?” and “Good to see you!”?
Beer at the train station. I’m here till 3.
Don’t read the comments on the Gawker story about the kid with autism (people first language, please) being removed from the United Flight.
I just came across this article from The Gawker Review of Books, and I just had to expand on it. Rather than comment on a four month old post that has over 1200 comments already, I decided to post my own continuation. Enjoy!
1. Yesterday I was listening to Pandora while on a grading binge and this song came on:
Please enjoy this tender paean to outdoor sex, performed in ASL
Hey y’all, from Texas (imagine that in a hick accent. I’m actually typing this while sitting on a horse at my longhorn ranch next to an oil rig)
It’s Friday night and I need to remove some of the steam from my brain. Here is some Rammstein:www.youtube.com/watch?v=cz66xYVtST0
Last week or thereabouts, I mentioned in a rambly post that I was procrastinating making contact with a new shrink. My old shrink just didn't seem to listen to me. A few of you let me know in the comics that, basically, I needed to just get off my duff and do it. So I did: I got in touch with a clinic near me and made…
I've been lurking a lot lately and not writing, and I've got a lot on my mind to empty out. Here are some things that have been happening:
It's International Body Positivity Thursday*, so tell me some awesome thing about your anatomy.
Today, I exercised good choice-making, or at least the avoidance of bad choice-making. I didn't buy junk food at Quick Trip when I stopped for gas (it's not much harm to my health, it's not much money, but it's not worth it) and I took my meds like a good little kitten even though I was thinking about quitting them…
Fuck you.
Maybe I'm overreacting or maybe this just got lost in Lady Gaga's seriously awesome performance, but was anybody else just floored when that number was introduced with an implicit comparison between The Sound of Music and the Selma bus boycotts? I believe it was something like, "50 years ago, this happened, and also…
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I'm a beer drinker with aspirations of snobbery. Unfortunately, I'm on more of a "Busch Lite" budget. So I'm limiting myself to one sampler 6 pack a month and trying to sample beers I haven't had before. Here's what I've found so far:
This is a beautiful song that I just recently rediscovered — I listed to Judy Collins a lot on long car trips with my parents, but I hadn't listened to much until just recently. I just thought I'd share it to maybe brighten up your day if it's not so bright.
