This week, my office received the news that John McCain would be making a brief stop in our quaint little mountain town of Durango. Where would he hold his rally? Why at the high school of course. I certainly picked a good year to work for a school district eh? Our safety director has been… Continue reading Uncle Fester is coming
Watching the presidential debate made me tense, but just looking at Sarah Palin's face multiplied that tension by a thousand. Her energy was right up there with a crack addict's. It wasn't an inspirational, confident energy, it was a cheek-eating smile, frantically trying to search for the right words, soccer-mom on meth energy. She stressed… Continue reading Hockey Mom Red vs. Single Parent Blue
This post should do wonders for my "camel toe" google searches. Eat your heart out sickos. My mom sent me this cartoon. She also currently has the following quote as her email signature: "The great enemy of truth is very often not the lie--deliberate, contrived, and dishonest, but the myth--persistent, persuasive, and unrealistic.… Continue reading Psycho Hose Beast
I never expected my mother to be one of those cream-puff haired, pie-making, fawing grandmas, especially since "having kids" was taboo talk before I had a college diploma firmly glued to my hand. When I was a kid, I used to sing the "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" theme song (Turtle Power!), which my mother promptly… Continue reading Doting Feminist?