Ah college, the time to live in the dorms, make new eclectic friends, and really “discover” yourself. Not going to lie, I fucking miss it. Although I tend to think I was more of a college snob than most; I never tried to join a sorority, or drink some mystery jungle juice, nor did I ever … Continue reading »
Gents, here they are: easy tips to be awesomer in the eyes of a lady, without pandering to rom-com crap-ola. The difference between “Whoa, he’s legit/sexy/enticing” and “Ew, please get away from me” often comes down to some pretty simple distinctions. Why am I writing these? Because I love you guys, straight* up. I think … Continue reading »
How. can. I. manage. all.. this… CLUTTER?!? If you live in a capitalist society, the gradual accumulation of minimally useful crap might be driving you crazy. For me, closed, orderly systems are satisfying. When everything has a place where it belongs, where it lives happily with its fellows and says, “Ahhh, there you are… what’s … Continue reading »
I constantly catch myself saying, “I can’t wear white, I just spill too much”– I also catch myself spilling when I’m wearing stripes. The fact of the matter is, accidents happen. What’s more important is how well you roll with the punches. I’m usually a mess, and because I’m an artist, I let it happen. … Continue reading »
Yea, teleportation would be freaking suh-weeeeet. No more waiting in traffic, at bus stops, airport terminals… you get the idea. But until that glorious day when Scotty can beam me up, humans will continue to invent ridiculous ways of getting themselves places. Whether it’s in subways, over water, or through the air, Icarus and Daedalus have got … Continue reading »
Oh shoot, that person just told me their name 15 seconds ago. Aaaand…it’s gone. Blast! If it weren’t for that shiny object in the corner. . . ooo cheese dip! (Focus.) Are ya tired of new names slipping through the cracks and wormholes of your mind? Never fear, help is here. Jump down the wormhole. … Continue reading »
Unless you’re this guy, playing ping-pong is about fun rallies. And it seems pretty straightforward, right? Tap the ball over the net, then tap it back. I was recently reminded, however, that tending to lively balls with a firm surface can result in some volatile interactions. (*Snickers*) Inappropriate jokes aside, ping-pong is a great analogy … Continue reading »
When I get stuck in a rut, it’s hard to get out. I try harder and harder, digging my wheels in my heels in, trying to find that secret passageway to China, to the other side where brightness lies. I dig doggedly in determination, and without even realizing it, I’m in a big, dark hole. … Continue reading »
