Almost two months ago now my poor little Nissan Versa (Clarence Bernard) was smashed into by a big white Jeep as I drove undistractedly down the road.… Read more “All You Guys Suck At Traffic”
Friendship Is All We Need
They say that you discover who your friends are when you go through tough times. I do not disagree and have in fact learned this sentiment the… Read more “Friendship Is All We Need”
Where The Fuck Are The Gentlemen At?
Several weeks ago I received a new message on my now deleted online dating profile that inquired, “Do you like being eaten? Because I’d love to go… Read more “Where The Fuck Are The Gentlemen At?”
Yom Kippur Isn’t Just for Jews
I am what some may call Jew-ish. I was born from a Jewish vagina (David Cross said it, not me) and to a father whose religion I… Read more “Yom Kippur Isn’t Just for Jews”
Paleo Really Is The Way To Go
Nine days ago I begrudgingly began my foray into a Paleo lifestyle, a diet that consists mainly of meat, vegetables and fruit. The Paleo diet excludes dairy,… Read more “Paleo Really Is The Way To Go”
Dem Social Work Blues
For years I have suffered from a serious case of the Sunday Night Blues, an apparently well-documented phenomenon experienced by most Americans. No matter how enjoyable my… Read more “Dem Social Work Blues”
This is Not a Blog about White Privilege
Last Saturday my gal pal took me to see Drake and Future on the Summer Sixteen Tour. Like any millennial I dig the spit games of Tupac,… Read more “This is Not a Blog about White Privilege”
Goodbye Gluten, You Delicious Evil Bastard
Years ago I was diagnosed with Hashimoto’s Thyroiditis, an autoimmune condition in which my body mistakenly attacks its own thyroid tissue. As a result of Hashimoto’s I… Read more “Goodbye Gluten, You Delicious Evil Bastard”
Dear Colorado: A Love Letter
This morning I woke up in a rustic mountain cabin surrounded by flamboyant aspens, their leaves freshly painted with extraordinary shades of autumn. I sat on a… Read more “Dear Colorado: A Love Letter”
It Is Not a Train Smash (Shit My Dad Says)
When I was growing up and something did not quite go my way my dad always just said, “It is not a train smash.” For most of… Read more “It Is Not a Train Smash (Shit My Dad Says)”