First, you should know that I don’t believe in God — a God, your God, any God — and that doesn’t upset me. The knowledge that we’re all just fending for ourselves down here on this lump of mud hurtling through the nothingness is okay-alright-cool with me. Some people do believe in religion, and I marvel at this, at their unwavering faith. I can’t imagine believing in anything with that much certainty!Read More
I’ll be completely real: I’ve gone through a lot of phases in my life.
The “pink hair” phase.
The “peanut butter on everything” phase.
The “wearing old knee socks as gloves” phase
New Yorkers have a reputation for being cool.
Nay, more than cool. I say now, fellas, what’s cooler than being cool? Uh, “emotionally frigid.” Yeah, that’s just about right.Read More
Birthdays have a way of putting a spotlight on your life, drawing into focus all those questions like: what have I done? What am I doing? Am I happy? #MondayBlogs #Birthdays #WisdomRead More
But there’s also something amazing about the way she experiences everything for the first time: like, being on land! Having legs! How she preens & poses in that torn sail, because it’s her first outfit! And who can forget the moment she sees a fork in the wild for the first time? Delight!Read More
*In Barenaked Ladies voice* iiiiit’s been ONE WEEK since you “covfefe!”… Just kidding. It’s been five days. But still, goes to show you how fast the “Trump incompetence news cycle” is these days! Why, I’m old enough to remember the time we spent a full ten, eleven days IN SHOCK because tapes had surfaced of Candidate […]Read More
The women of my family have a flair for telling stories. …where people die. I suppose my melodramatic turn for blogging is inherited. Sit with my assembled extended family of women for any period of time and you’d think you were overhearing the plot of a complicated soap opera: we love telling SAD FUCKIN’ […]Read More
What does it take to become … A NEW YORKER??? Ever since September 8, 2008 I have pondered this question. That was the day I moved into a rented room in a dilapidated house in Forest Hills, Queens. My first day as a New Yorker. 8 million people live in New York City. Or maybe […]Read More
I grew up fairly certain that one day, I would get boobs. I was so convinced of this fact that, as a child, I once strutted around the house with a couple of Mr. Potato Head toys shoved high inside my shirt; y’know, to prepare my family for the inevitability of my boobs. ( This […]Read More
Youse all know about Love Languages, right? According to Wikipedia, The Five Love Languages is a book by Gary Chapman, outlining the five universal ways that people give and receive love in romantic relationships. According to Oprah Winfrey’s wardrobe stylist, The Five Love Languages will change your life. When I first heard “love languages” I was like, now you’re […]Read More