I have a thing for eggs. I mean, a serious thing for eggs. I have since I was five years old and learning how to scramble them, and now that I’m something resembling a grownup and know how to poach them, I love them even more. The ease of fitting them into my budget also […]
Howdy howdy y’all. Looks like I am back and filling in again for this week’s Game of Thrones recap! Looks like we’re still jumping around all over the place, people are getting killed, and the ladies of this show are still kicking more ass than the boys. Onward, shall we? (And, unfortunately, I was on […]
Hi y’all! It’s CaitlinFace, filling in for QoB on this week’s Game of Thrones recap. I’m going to try keeping the format the same, going by location, and assuming you’ve seen the episode if you’re reading the recap. I’m on GoT overload, because my (new, bless him) boyfriend hasn’t seen any of it and I’ve […]
I am, at my core, a Southern lady. There are a lot of things problematic with claiming Southern heritage. I’ll admit it. It’s a loaded thing with plenty of dicey terminology and enough jerks wrapping themselves in the stars & bars for the sake of “heritage.” But that’s not what my Southern sensibility means to […]
College was a weird time for me. I mean, it’s a weird time for everyone, right? The leap from high school to college is a big one, and often even the best of us are left scrabbling about trying to keep a foothold. By my second year, I was exhausted with academics, and without any […]
Any musician knows that playing in front of people is hard. It’s like a writer showing their work to an editor, or an artist hanging up a painting. But in busking, you’re making yourself more vulnerable than ever before: the general public is there to hear you, maybe judge you, and most likely, ignore you.
Sometimes, we think we know our likes and dislikes. You tell yourself that you’d never be able to date someone who smokes, or doesn’t eat meat, or listens to black metal. Surely, such divergent core interests will not make for a proper relationship! Common ground, you say! At the very least let them eat bacon!