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Off the Grid Feminism

Trying to kick myself out of a depression, I read a few of my favorite feminist blogs today (Bitch | Lab, Bitch PhD). Favorite because they are in-your-face, claiming the ability to be obnoxious and stand their ground. Here here! I’m entertained by the attitude. Some of the content I take issue with. And I […]

Sad

As with many of us who love to write for its own sake, I was moved to re-read all my blog entries to date. I would do the same with songs when I used to write music. I’d play them over and over again. It’s soothing to me, as though I am verifying that I […]

First Life Calling

I sit here with the laptop after an hour and a half of trying to understand what my colleagues see in Second Life. After an evening of rain, and trying to keep Blake occupied, I sit at the laptop, login, and give it an earnest whirl.
I am given opportunities to change my appearance. I try […]

Make Up is Foreplay

We all saw it re-broadcasted from FOX News. The trogladyte that told the white educated American women to start doing their jobs and reproducing more white babies, or whites will be in the American minority. After scraping my jaw off the floor, I remembered the days when Jimmy the Greek was fired on the spot […]

Fat-O-Rama

If I were the director of Pennsylvania tourism, I’d make the motto: “Come to Pennsylvania, and feel good about yourself!”
We were at a water park in Lancaster with our 4-year old son. I wore a bikini and felt like the hottest babe there. That’s no small feat, considering I’m 46, white as a ghost, and […]

Beware the Academic Feminist

I may be a born philosopher given my desire to constantly re-frame arguments from what I consider to be a more universal angle. The world has its head largely up its own ass. I try not to do that, but there is so much to see up there
In the car the other day, […]

Lines

My mom was 43 when I was born. I never saw her face without lines. The ones I remember most vividly were the lines in her forehead. They were so perfect. About 1/2″ apart, almost precisely parallel. I used to scrunch my forehead together to try to get those neat looking lines. They were so […]

The Volcano in the Room

So, they asked me for the followup interview, which is always good news, if you want the job. My feelings of ambivalence about it had begun to make more noise inside of me between my leaving the first interview and receiving the invitation for the second. I am rather a bit too in-tune with the […]

The Devil I Don’t Know

I spend a lot of time not listening to my heart. So, when a situation comes around where that becomes an essential skill, I am rather rusty. Life for me seems like an endless quest to push down that which I most deeply desire in order to keep going in a world that, to me, […]