My yahoo email address isn't particularly masculine, so I'm mildly amused and somewhat disturbed that I received the following emails in my Spam folder this morning: Sexy Brides! Hot Russian and Ukrainian Brides Looking For Love Because a husband isn't enough: I NEED the drama of another wife in the house. Sister wife I am… Continue reading I Am Not a Dude, Yahoo. Stop Offering Me Women.
I was toying with the idea of putting a couple of ads on my blog, and so I looked into the Google AdSense stuff (since it's affiliated with Blogger and so is likely the easiest foray into the great unknown). Alas, it's not meant to be. According to the email I got from the AdSense… Continue reading I’m Too Lewd for Google…Mwahahahaha
I was observed recently as being...inconsistent...between who I appear to be and who I am. It's a fair observation given by one of the slight handful of people in the world who know the real me, and 100% true in the context of the conversation. This post will likely be long and self-indulgent attempt to… Continue reading Back to Hell, Demon!
"We love what we love. Reason does not enter into it... Anyone can love 'because.' That's as easy as putting a penny in your pocket. But to love something 'despite.' To know the flaws and love them too. That is rare and pure and perfect." -Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's FearYou should probably ignore this… Continue reading If it’s NOT "The Count of Monte Cristo" I have no freaking idea.
Recently a friend told me I'd never understand his feelings because I didn't like kids and don't want to have any. Before I could protest, he apologized for the tone and clarified: he meant I couldn't truly love kids in their entirety, because I don't have any (and therefore don't experience the diaper blowouts, temper… Continue reading The Value of an Aunt
http://www.examiner.com/x-2593-Modern-Love-Examiner~y2009m3d28-The-toxic-witch-wears-two-faces-in-life-and-in-love-but-here-is-how-you-can-spot-and-avoid-herThe subject of this article, the Toxic Witch, is ever so reminiscent of a few unnamed women at Fest. Renaissance Festival is one of the most accepting places for people of all backgrounds to hang out together: that accepting attitude unfortunately seems to be a magnet for the unstable of both sexes. Occasionally the visibly… Continue reading I Know a Few of These
I wonder what would happen if little girls weren't raised on a constant diet of damsels-in-distress, of princesses who only become truly happy when they're finally married off and in a position (presumably) without any work? Look at Cinderella, Snow White, Sleeping Beauty: NONE of them are happy until they've met Prince Charming in one… Continue reading On Fairytales