A belated welcome to the merry month of May! Well, as you can see, I did not complete the April A-Z Challenge. Labeling my intro post to the challenge as the “A-Z’s of Failure” was a self-fulfilling prophecy and you know what? I’m actually okay with that. Overestimating my abilities to give a shit for… Read More Update: In Which I Fail the A-Z Challenge and Pretend Not to Care
Let’s pretend I, as an organized and responsible adult, actually posted this week’s Saturday Songbird on Saturday. We good? All right then. Happy Belated Birthday to the one and only, Amanda Fucking Palmer. One of my favorite songs of hers is the “Ukulele Anthem.” I can never stay sad listening to that song. And when… Read More Saturday Songbird (On Sunday): Rhapsodizing via Ukulele (Happy Belated Birthday, Amanda Palmer!)
“If you retain nothing else, always remember the most important rule of beauty, which is: who cares?” – Tina Fey (1970 -) We’ve been on an Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt kick the past few days with the arrival of season 2. I had watched the first season when it came out a year ago and re-watched it with… Read More Quotable Quickie: The Most Important Rule of Beauty
I don’t know about you, but I’m ready for this week to be over. Can I get my diploma and my $1 million for being alive please? And a lifetime’s supply of Chipotle. That was in the pre-natal contract, right? Anywho, here are a few videos to help get you over this hump. Enjoy! A-Z… Read More Get-Over-the-Hump Day: Prank Backfires, [Red] Panda Scare, and What Would Penis Do?
O thou ravishing convulsions, Who lie dormant in the day, And dream of freedom, honeyed revulsions, Yearning for your next lay. O thou bringer of joy and destroyer of woe, It doth not matter how it occur; You care not if with friend or foe, If it’s sweet and intimate or merely a blur. The… Read More An Ode to Orgasms
“Hunter..” My Grandma said as she softly slapped my cheek. “Hunter wake up, it’s time to hit the road.” I sat up on the heavenly, white hotel linens and stretched my arms in the air like I was a wanted fugitive under arrest. I glanced at the alarm clock that still glowed red in the… Read More Guest Post: Chipotle is Probably Going to Hell
Fellow Lady-identifiers (and those curious about breasts)! Nipples – what the hell are we supposed to do with them? I hate wearing bras. As someone with a more pudge-inclined figure, bras feel restricting, are itchy, and they chafe in uncomfortable places. And ever since I deleted bras from my clothing routine a few years ago, I’ve… Read More Nipples: Well, Where Am I Supposed to Put Them?
It’s Week 4 for us weirdos on the quarter/trimester system and supposedly Day Q of the April A-Z Challenge. However, as is wont to happen when you overload your schedule by trying to actually sleep, have a social life, and even bother to go to class , you fall behind. No matter, we’re staying the course and… Read More Get-Over-the-Hump Day: MEOW MEOW MEOW.
Hi-diddly-ho, lonely neighbors! We are way past half way through April and for those of us participating in the A-Z Challenge, we should be posting our P-themed post today (depending on whether or not you’re choosing to post on Sundays). As you may have noticed, your Lonely neighborhood Tribalists have fallen behind, as lazy cats… Read More Update: L is for Loser, That’s Good Enough for Me
Okay so everybody has pet peeves. But I feel like I get obsessively annoyed with little things. I’m pretty sure there’s a word for that, or maybe I’m just a dick. I don’t know… I’ve put together a list of 50 things that really piss me off. I’m not saying that I don’t actually do… Read More Guest Post: Mayonnaise Rapists, and 49 Other Pet Peeves…
Have you heard St. Vincent? Have you seen St. Vincent? Well, if you haven’t, here’s your treat for this otherwise dull Saturday: “Krokodil” (live) by St. Vincent. Here’s the studio version, if you want to actually hear the lyrics. I just couldn’t pass up the opportunity to showcase her awesomely tumbling around amongst her fans. You’re… Read More Saturday Songbird: Krokodil Dundee
It’s just one of those days… When you rise groggy-eyed and frizzy-tailed to do the opening shift at work. You set an alarm half an hour early and everything. You feed the cat, that ungrateful bastard. You arrive at work 15 minutes early to find a co-worker standing outside the door, which is odd because… Read More JUST ONE OF THOSE DAYS: Early Bird Gets to Work… Early