Can we all agree that the level of commitment required to not only convey but actually demonstrate the message really ups the credibility factor for this gutsy little fortune?
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Category: Everything Else
A Song Has No Name
One night over 20 years ago, MrB heard this GREAT SONG on Letterman. So GREAT was this SONG that it didn’t even matter what it was called because my darling a) couldn’t remember, and b) would definitely know it when he heard it And thus declared that we must buy the CD by this guy,… Continue reading A Song Has No Name
iLie
How do iLove thee? Let me count the apps, gigabytes, and weather alerts. Let me hold in my hand the libraries of the world and the pictures of the largest ass pimple in Nebraska. Let me set individual ring tones and alarms and reminders to not forget my phone. And if we should become separated,… Continue reading iLie
All Girls School
From one strong woman comes many ~ my mom, whose roar inspires me still, and my sisters, who carry on the tradition. You can inspire without intent, you can empower even when you feel weak, and you can be bravest when you are most afraid. Whether it echoes for miles or floats on a sigh,… Continue reading All Girls School
Show Me What Democracy Looks Like
This is what Democracy looks like. Last Saturday, January 21, 2017, all around Planet Earth, we showed up. We showed up with posters. We showed up in pink pussy hats. We showed up, and not just us girls, the boys showed up too. We showed up by the busload. We showed up alone. We showed… Continue reading Show Me What Democracy Looks Like
Give ‘Em Enough Rope
In case you want to hum along while waiting in line at the polls I am your vote on a string, I mark your paper ballot Who knew a string could be so fancy? Ba da Boom! Ba da Bing! Pencils ROCK! May be a low-techy thing, not much to say about me But today… Continue reading Give ‘Em Enough Rope
It’s Your Birthday, Dammit
I’ll never again forget my mother’s 39th birthday. I was just barely 13, beginning to view every little thing in my life through an oddly clear, yet hopelessly adolescent lens, and coming to the profound realization that to anyone who cared to actually look, there was usually some shit or other going on beneath the… Continue reading It’s Your Birthday, Dammit
