It’s hard to find a lot of joy in 2015. I myself spent a good portion of the year, a wayward millennial, regrouping in my hometown, hiding from the economy, and trying to remember what it is exactly that makes me me. But even from under my rock, even wrapped in a blanket of devastating news that […]Read more "15 Funniest of 2015"
I’m on an Amtrak train cross-country and my train conductor is a lesbian. She’s beautiful and butch and has just the right sides of her head shaved that I will have me spending the next three days fantasizing about how I can get invited back to her sleeper car. I may or may not have […]Read more "Lesbian Empire Builder"
The 157th person to tell me I would never get a job in teaching was my mother’s friend’s sister who was visiting from New York. We met in line at the Safeway and engaged in the small talk that transpires between well-meaning 50-somethings and 20-somethings clinging to youthful naivety. “So you’re in graduate school. What […]Read more "Men Swallow Live Boa Constrictors or How I Got My First Teaching Job"
When one stumbles across Reductress, her initial reaction is one of utter recognition. The colors of the site’s headings are bright and the font size of its headlines bubbly and large enough to read without the slightest squint of the eyes. There is perhaps a picture of a pop star flashing across a corner of […]Read more "The Satirists: An Interview with Reductress"
Preface: In recent attempts to write a sitcom pilot, I have been mining for characters in my own life. What has happened instead, is that I’ve found myself writing a number of personal essays about my past relationships, romantic or otherwise. Seems I’ve been blessed to share my time with a motley cast of characters. […]Read more "The Dead-End Date"