Christmas Gifts I Won’t Buy My Nephews (2015 edition)

It’s that time of the year. The time of the year when school is very nearly out, and it’s like all the kids are jacked on sugar cookie-crank. My nephews — I cannot believe I now have FOUR of them. FOUR. I’m beginning to think both my sisters have some kind of secret handshake that … Continue reading →

No Men, No Funny? (a bit of a rambling inquiry)

Okay, so, there was this piece by Olga Khazan in The Atlantic today. An article that, naturally, caught my attention right off the bat. There’s nothing particularly new about the argument that men don’t care much for funny women. I hear it all the time. Its sexist premise was quite often evident during my improv days, even though … Continue reading →

Aaaaaaand Yet Another Writer Behaving Badly.

Then there is the case of Countdown quiz show winner and narcissistic delusionoid, Mr. Richard Brittain, and his self-published opus, The World Rose, a work that had been originally published on the fan-fiction hub Wattpad. As soon as I read he’d posted it there first, I knew his audience would be in for a treat, … Continue reading →

The Truth About My Father

 If I were to come into possession of a single vial of truth serum, and as long as I could garner his consent in the matter (which would be pointless, I think, but otherwise fairly ethical), I would have my father take it. I’ve read quite a number of entries on this prompt today, and … Continue reading →

Rich Girls Behaving Badly

It’s said that you can’t change a person who doesn’t want to change. I call bullshit. And it is sometimes…messy. I did a study abroad in London during my junior year as an undergrad. Funny because it really wasn’t a study “abroad” for me as I’d been attending school in Georgia, and my family was … Continue reading →