The following is a guest post contribution from one of the You Speak, We Listen speakers (Sept 2020). NIGGER! NIGGER! NIGGER! I can still hear those words piercing through my ears as if it were yesterday. I heard that vile word for the first time in my adult life while driving my car in Southern…
On Tuesday, September 15th, 2020 I did something that terrified me. Not in the boogeyman under the bed ready to snatch your ankles and drag you underneath kind of terrifying, but the jump from an airplane in exhilaration kind of terrifying. The kind of terrifying that comes with the internal knowing you’re about to do…
I think I swear because I’m Type A (TA for the purposes of this post). Type B people on the other hand are so chill about everything there probably isn’t anything to swear about. Consider the evidence: TA people (as I described in a previous post) can be competitive and all about the win; racing…
A is for Ally. A is for Awesome. Aries. April. Absolutely Ass-kicking. Amazing. A is for Awfully funny. A is also for Personality Type ‘A.’ And Type A people kind of seem like assholes (also an ‘A’ word), pushing their way around, waiting to have heart attacks. At least that is what I get by reading all…
I’ve gotten heat that my use of the ‘F’ word will reflect poorly on me as a parent. One argument was that anyone wanting to find fault with my parenting and therefore get in the way of my relationship with my son, might use my social media presence (which often includes my favorite expletive) against…
Despite popular belief, I do have control over my use of the ‘F’ word. Most people wouldn’t know it because they have this assumption that I always shoot from the hip and don’t censor myself. Like I just talk and don’t think about what I’m saying. While sometimes this is true – especially in person…
Lying down on the cool grass, looking at the clouds I realized that the Universe isn’t always a dick. Sometimes the Universe grants blessings. I know I’ve said the Universe is a dick on more than one occasion but that is a lie. Mostly. As is the first sentence of this post. I was not…
Recently I was speaking to a friend and in the midst of our conversation remarked “I run my life on hope.” (You know, a car runs on gas. A parent runs on coffee. America runs on Dunkin. A.Y. runs on hope.) Though I hadn’t intended to be witty or humorous, he started to chuckle. Per…
Like everyone, there are things that scare me. Some shit that downright terrifies me. We call that Fear and Fear is kind of a dickhead. He knows what he’s doing. Getting into your head and under your skin and hoping he’ll keep you from moving forward or chasing a dream or seizing an opportunity. Fear…
I saw a woman picking her leggings out of her crotch and I thought that’s kind of disgusting and then I noted how she probably shouldn’t be wearing leggings to begin with. At least not with such a short shirt. This breaks one of my legging rules. Now before, you jump all over me, I…