Okay, ya ya ya, Casey Anthony got off. Yes, all of my mommy instincts think she mostly likely killed her daughter. I also think it was...

If you’ve lived with someone who is seriously depressed, then that iconic scene in Mission Impossible, when the hero is descending into a...

It’s funny, the things that get you. We refer to our pasts as if they are a destination once passed through, accessible only by an...

I have loved watching this SlutWalk phenomenon sweep the planet. I love it for a lot of reasons. I love anything that brings the...

If you know, or even read, me at all, you know that I love me some animal products. Especially the fatty bits. But  bringing dessert to a...

It’s always that last straw that gets the blame. And it gets it dismissively. “It was just too much.” As if THAT straw was the problem,...

Congratulations on your wedding, Wills and Kate. I must admit that I wasn’t all that interested in your wedding (it’s only one day, after...

One of the quickest ways to totally confuse, and often piss-off, another person is to reject their apology as meaningless. Even if it’s...

It’s that time of year when my inner-childlike wonder gets mocked by commercialism and stuffed in a stocking with fear. I love the...

There are a small handful of people who know how truly and deeply shy I am. I value them more than anything, because, as much as I love...

This weekend, along with many people close to me, I mourned the loss of an amazing spirit from my community. I’m not going to wax poetic...