What can I say about this week other than it was electric?
It is 1997. My mother is unhappy. She’s quietly contorting her face, pursing her lips and focusing her gaze on some inanimate object. I used to think this was meant to dismiss me, to erase me from the room, but I learned, after bringing home a report card of mostly Cs that this was actually a magnanimous show of mercy towards the injuring party. Continue reading Balls To The Wall: How Pinball Can Save My Soul
Another week, another batch of misogynistic, patriarchal BS. Let’s go smash some things, shall we? [Trigger warnings for pretty much everything apply.] Continue reading This Week in Misogyny: F*&# the Patriarchy
Like most people, I didn’t know I needed a smart phone until I got one. Within twenty minutes of owning one, I knew my life would never be the same.
“Oh? There’s an email on that? Let me see..” BAM! Read it on my Smart Phone
“You need that phone number? I’ll Google it for you…” ZOOM! Googled on my Smart Phone
“Did I see it on Facebook? Hang on….” POOF! Up-to-date on my Smart Phone. Continue reading The Samsung Fascinate