Writing yesterday’s post was tough. I always feel a little gross about airing dirty laundry in public, but sometimes it has to be done. It's not pretty, but it’s real—and the changes over the last two years, hell even since 2012, have been nothing short of monumental. I hate to misuse …
Continue reading Hitting the Wall (Part One of Three on Change)
I saw yesterday that the Felon-in-Chief has decided to rename June as "Title IX Month" instead of Pride Month. Bold move for a guy who clearly doesn’t give a damn about women—just listen to anything he’s ever said. But like many of his rabid followers, he’s especially frightened by transgender people. He …
Continue reading Maybe It’s Time to Take Pride Back to Its Roots, before we are forced to.
Remember, I told you this blog would be a wild ride. Today, I'm veering back into the present—away from the epistles on oversight and regulation I’ve been steeped in lately—to talk about something stranger than fiction: the kinds of conversations you have when you’re a widow. Not long after he passed, I was asked …
It's been a minute, and in the past two years, both nursie poo and the castle have changed. Let's catch up. We were sorta of, kinda coming out of the more significant part of the pandemic. The pandemic screwed up life as we know it in ways, we are only now seeing two years later. …
