I’m starting to think that as people age they either become harder and more hateful, or softer and more loving. Rush Limbaugh, Qanon, Tea Party politics, etc just hasten the process and make it happen faster.

To celebrate, everybody gets free stars from me.

Festering pimple on the ass of the universe and a framer for the assloads of horseshit we have to deal with on a daily basis.

That’s really not what Dax said. Megan clearly did not listen to the podcast and is just parroting second hand clickbait misreporting. Dax flat out fanboyed over Francois’ kindness and charisma. He said he initially made a stupid assumption, but was amazed when he actually met him and totally got what Salma saw in…

Even if she did marry this guy for his money, who the fuck cares? It was her choice. Shit, I’ll marry an old-ass billionaire right now. Next order of bidness... write me into that fuckin’ will, yo!

Ironic using a “survival of the fittest” arguments when the state tries its best to make sure we teach alternatives to evolution.

What this whole dilemma reinforces to me is how toxic it is to over-intellectualize sexual desire, particularly at either extreme end, and how much extreme progressive movements can reinforce that problem if unchecked. At some point, what is there to gain from endlessly questioning if what one finds sexually…

Based on the general election and on Georgia, the Trump influence appears to result in Democrats winning elections. So, as much as I’d love to never hear about any of these assholes ever again, I guess they can stick around if it means they continue to poison their own well.

When we were little, so I was 10 and younger, my grandfather would always send us hearts with chocolates inside and Valentines day cards. He never forgot a birthday or a Valentines day or Easter (Grandma would make us something nice to wear for Easter, like dresses with coordinating capes that were lined with the same…

My first and in retrospect funny Valentine’s Day story happened in 6th grade. I bought my new “boyfriend” some chocolates at the local dollar store and took them to school, excited to give them to him. Well just as I was about to hand them over he broke up with me. I was upset but more mad I spent my money on…

This isn’t a memory of a specific Valentine’s Day, but it’s something special that was spread over many Valentine’s Days: Ever since I can remember, my dad would give me a Valentine’s Day card each year with a poem he’d written for me. Sometimes a variation of the “Roses are red” quatrain, sometimes a haiku, sometimes…

Agree, mostly. But people in uncertain situations hold on to talismans and taboos as well: that’s why the various decisions around parenting are so fraught: formula is poison! co-sleeping is insanely dangerous! NOT co-sleeping will traumatize your baby!

Even if he’s permanently associated with Parkland, I don’t think it would have been impossible for Hogg to have quietly pursued a venture of his liking. Emma Gonzalez has more followers than him, and we barely know what the heck she’s doing. It’s possible! He decided not to do that though, and well, here’s the fallout.

It baffles me that I keep encountering the idea that this woman is somehow the underdog or even a hero after this moment of colossal and self-inflicted fuckery.

I joined BOTM last October and it is one of the best quarantine purchases I’ve made in the past year. The price-point is fair, very fair considering how much a new hardback costs, and I love the add-on option which has introduced me to new authors and connected me with older favorites. I just got my box last night and…

I want to smack that “MATH” hat off of his head. The fetishizing of STEM and the misguided assumption that what America needs is more math classes enrages me in a society where the valuable contributions of the humanities are ignored and the tech bro culture of overpaid code monkeys is hyped as the solution to our…

Using self-harm and suicidal gestures to control victims is the part of domestic violence that will never cease to infuriate me. It’s an incredibly effective form of control and has the fringe benefit of adding stigma to people who struggle with self-harm and suicidality but aren’t abusers.

“I’m a 60-year-old gay man. I don’t actually go around dwelling on the comparative hotnesses of young actresses, let alone writing about that.”

Then maybe he shouldn’t have, you know, gone around dwelling on the comparative hotness of a young actress and then written about it.

File this under the “I’m gay, it doesn’t…

A movie about a woman setting herself up as prey for rapists sees her as not hot enough to get raped?! :0

Ugh, my city’s library has so few books and there is a waitlist for any decent literary fiction that has come out in the last TEN years.