This is my interstellar craft of truth and wit. Buckle up. If you want celebrity gossip, this is not the blog for you. If you want comfortable postings that’ll fill you with happy fuzzy thoughts about the world at large, or self-help guru shit, this is not the blog for you.
Tag Archives: rant
Sometimes all it takes to get back into writing is to sit down and do it. Got a comment this morning that I promptly deleted, since I’m just getting too old for that shit. If you want to call me out objectively on anything I’ve written, step right up, my friend. Let’s have a beer and chew [...]
A couple months ago, I proposed to talk about writing for therapy, how to kinda “go there”, via blogging. The conference was yesterday. It was an “unconference” put on by end-patients and people who work on the peripheries of mental care. Why did I want to get involved? For a million reasons. I’ll get to [...]
It’s worth reading the note at the end of this if you really ARE in my life, because what I want online versus from people in the flesh are very different. Thanks. This morning I’m feeling a bit hamstrung by the life I’ve carved for myself. I know even saying this is going to ruffle [...]
I had a classic big ol’ Twitter fight with an insensitive fuckwit last night, who I haven’t blocked because I’m not in Grade 5 anymore, but it basically came down to me saying, “No, I’m not coming out because I need some time to myself.” Long story short: I’ve been up at 5 the last [...]
I had to doublecheck my old-school calendar just now. Holy fuck, it really is 2009. Who knew? Clearly not the folks running the Miss California Pageant. Yeah, Miss California. You remember her? Perez Hilton went all “oh, no you didn’t [SNAP]” as a result of the ass-backward beauty’s anti-gay marriage stance she posited while she grinned [...]
So, earlier I asked if you have the right to ask a risk-taker to tone down their lifestyle once you get hooked to them. My opinion? No. You do not. And if they tell you you can go ahead and tell them how to change; don’t. You’d fucking with what oughtn’t be fucked. In a nutshell. [...]