Category Archives: categories can suck my dick

You are in a mall when zombies attack. You have: 1. One weapon. 2. One song blasting on the speakers. 3. One famous person to fight beside you. Weapon may be real or fictional; you may assume endless ammo is … Continue reading →

Goddamnit, but I love the medium of film. For all of my life, no matter what hardships, trauma, or turmoil I may have faced, movies have always sheltered me and carried me through. While my delightful siblings were slammin’ dope, … Continue reading →

You Are Special You are my friend You are special You are my friend You’re special to me. You are the only one like you. Like you, my friend, I like you. In the daytime In the nighttime Any time … Continue reading →

Happy 17th Birthday to the most hilarious, most amazing, most beautiful Baby Goat in the world. The joy and laughter you bring me each and every day is immeasurable. Thank you for always indulging me and allowing me to sniff … Continue reading →

The Who/What Created Me Meme For each of the following categories… write in which one thing had the biggest influence in making you who you are today: Book: The Journals of Sylvia Plath and Europe by Norman Davies Movie: What’s … Continue reading →

How do I feel today? Filled to the brim and overflowing…with The Audacity of Hope. Finally. America, this is our moment. This is our time. Our time to turn the page on the policies of the past. Our time to … Continue reading →

Well, well, well…apparently breastfeeding seems to be the hot topic around here at the ol’ hooker clubhouse as of late. Yes, I’ve another one for you — only this time, I am not going to marvel, wax poetic, or even … Continue reading →

Once again, I stand in awe of my gender. Women are amazing creatures. (Jiang Xiaojuan, a policewoman from Jiangyou county, breastfeeds an orphan in the earthquake area.) BEIJING, (Xinhuanet) — The Sichuan earthquake of 8.0 magnitude has killed more than … Continue reading →

Visionary California Winemaker Robert Mondavi died yesterday at his home in Yountville, California. He was 94. That’s a damned good run. Even though anybody who knows me knows that I fucking LOATHE wine (it gives me an immediate and pounding … Continue reading →

He has, more times than I can even count, made me belly laugh so long and so hard that I actually pissed my granny panties from beginning to end. He tends to have that affect on people — all 4′ … Continue reading →