At eight years old, I read my encyclopedia before bed and some of my favorite television shows were Dateline, Primetime Live, and 20/20. Apparently, I was a precocious child who loved learning about things like how light waves work, as well as shocking tactics predators are using to abduct children in your neighborhood. My sick taste in television also introduced me to … Continue reading Fondue Conversion Therapy and How I Learned to Eat
* I'm a proud and avid supporter of Planned Parenthood for the many necessary and safe services they provide. I volunteered a bit for Planned Parenthood while in high school, and they provided me with affordable birth control then and in college. In graduate school, I found myself sitting in the waiting room of my local … Continue reading Ask Me About My Abortion. Then Ask the People Closest to You.
There's no easy way to get into this post. It's been two years since I've blogged on a consistent basis. Sure, I published a couple of things here and there (...a video of me not-really-telling the story about the time I was raped; a vaguely self-helpish essay about metaphorical seeds we could be planting during times of comfort to aid … Continue reading Maria Bamford Is My Muse Out of This Black Hole
On the surface, I get the appeal of highlighting moments that signal a stark separation between recent ends and new beginnings. Enduring long enough to realize those separating moments can make them feel like monumental achievements. For instance, a dissertation defense. A cross-country move. A new job. A new relationship. Another calendar year. (According to some metrics, … Continue reading Seeds Already There
A few weeks ago, a friend came over to my place to talk. He was really going through it, so I fed him some homemade chicken soup and made sure that the lighting was appropriately soft, warm, and cozy. As our conversation transpired and enough time passed to warrant my making of a second course … Continue reading Making the Point of Life About Every Day – #HaveAReallyGoodDay
On Thursday night, every potential status update came out wrong: "I have always loved Keira Knightley's breasts, but now that she's exposed them, I love them even more." Nope. "Seeing Keira Knightley's un-photoshopped boobs confirms my early adoration of them." True, but still nope. "Hey, I look like Keira Knightley!" Uhhhhh... no. I didn't want to make it sound … Continue reading On Loving Keira Knightley’s Boobs Almost As Much As My Own
Dear Elliott, Let me begin by extending my most sincere apology for letting so much time lapse before responding to your message. In the spirit of publicly thinking through philosophical issues, I hope you also accept this very public reply as an acceptable way to engage with the topics you presented, namely this: What possibilities does schooling present for instilling … Continue reading A Letter to Elliott: On Education, Philosophy, and Feminism, Or, What Sucks About School and What We Can Do About It