That time someone dumped a burned out car on my street while I was getting groceries.
January 30th, 2017
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January 29th, 2017
I’ve spent a lot of time over the last two years or so trying to decide what my masculinity feels like, what it is. Marc Maron’s is one I appreciate and can wear like a costume, but it isn’t mine.
This is in no way a criticism of it, but an observation. One that I find more and more interesting as he gets older (well, and as I do too) and it both softens in some ways and sharpens in others.
He’s still my favorite comedian. I still hear his voice in my head sometimes when I’m about to go off on a rant about something (sometimes asking me if that’s really what I want to do and other times giving me a “Yeah! Get ’em!”). But I’m just not destined to be Marc Maron when I grow up.
And that’s okay.
January 28th, 2017
The Star Trek Exhibit at MOPOP in Seattle is kickin’ rad, folks.
Also, there’s a chance I kinda like Star Trek a little.
January 27th, 2017
Stating the obvious in text messages.
January 26th, 2017
Sometimes at work, I get to work in a secluded building back behind the children’s hospital and it is glorious.
January 25th, 2017
My last gift from my mother was a Wonder Woman apron. Sometimes my life feels like it’s being created by a hack group of sitcom writers.
January 24th, 2017
We can all contribute. We can all help. Mostly by listening.
January 23rd, 2017
idgaf
January 22nd, 2017
nothing
January 21st, 2017
If you see me blathering on a young Black Lives Matter film maker’s project, I hope I don’t embarrass myself too much. And know that I tried to get them to talk to Kara or Heather first.