This is the first, and probably not the last, of many times I will be apologizing for my *squeeeeeness* and my *ZOMGS* and all the talk I’ll be doing about BlogHer this year.
I’m sorry.
If you…
Yesterday, I wrote about my crazy-intelligent special needs kid. Today, I have a post on Aiming Low about having crushes on girls.
It’s a wonder the kid was birthed from my loins.
20…
Starting this post is proving more difficult than expected.
How do you start writing something that may turn people away?
I’ve written in the past about the anxiety issues with which my daughter…
Even if you won’t be going to BlogHer this year, you need to know these things about me. They’re things I know about myself that you may be ashamed to find out and think I DON’T know them, but…
This is totally and completely NOT an “I love my husband and he rules everything in the universe so suckit!” post. It’s more of a “this will be BlogHer through his eyes” post. Also, YAY! Patrick’s…
So it’s said, when your heart goes, your brain goes.
Or maybe just in my headcase.
Since my heart is still wonkified, my brain has decided to catch up and lower the bar. I can pretty much do…
Whoopi Goldberg on her comments regarding how Mel Gibson isn’t a racist because essentially, you know, she totally is his black friend.
First Whoopi’s “It isn’t rape-rape,” Defense of Polanski, some other really stupid things she’s publicly said and done, and now this. She is completely ruining Sister Act for me, dammit.
Aside from her eagerness to constantly play devil’s advocate and defend even the shittiest things that people do , what pissed me off about the above quote was the way she said “blogger” — she spit it out like it was a mouthful of shit. As if people who sit at home and voice their (sometimes stupid) opinions are morally inferior to people who get up on a fucking sound stage and voice their (sometimes stupid) opinions (IT’S NOT RAPE-RAPE, PEOPLE). Come off it, Whoopi. You get paid to do in front of a camera what I do at home in my pajamas. That makes you richer than me, not better.
Then, she proceeded to let us know, in an incredibly condescending tone, what she thinks of people who “sit around at home trying to figure out stuff to do.” Way to insult your target demographic. You are on a morning talk show, Whoopi. Who do you fucking think is watching your show?
(via shoesonwrong)
The week started off innocently enough.
I went out to dinner with my skank-whore friends to one of my favorite cheesecake-themed restaurant. I ate too much, took stupid pictures, and scared a cute…
I’m not one for bathing.
That doesn’t sound right.
I don’t normally bathe.
Let me clarify.
The opposite of the cleaning-of-the-body-with-the-falling-water kind of bathing. The kind in a…
I’m just gonna whine and complain, mkay?
you better truckin say OK or i’ll line your floors with Legos and make you walk around blindfolded. that shit hurts, so let me complain, ALRIGHT?1!
#1…
This is that special time of year when the grass is green, the pools are full of splashing kids, boobs are sweating, and bloggers prepare for the big trek to our Mecca.
BlogHer 2010
If you’re not…
I hate posts that just link to other posts.
Like this one.
But I’m not in the mood to write a whole uninteresting post about the woes of my achy breaky knee (yeah, found out it’s a stress…
