Archive for September, 2014
That one time I tried to be a sports reporter
If you know me at all, you know the thing I know the least about is sports. Read More » » »
Read More » » »Where are the women with “bass” (and not treble)?
I try really hard not to get ranty about occurrences in pop culture, since it’s not something I can control, nor is it something I should really exhaust myself being concerned about. But this was one I could not pass up writing about, since it really did strike a chord. Read More » » »
Read More » » »(My) Nightmare on 24th Street: One year later
A year ago today, I was hit by a car while waiting to cross the street. Read More » » »
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