Don’t Let The Bathwater Hit You On The Way Out

I hate to hurt people. I am WAY too much of a ‘feeler’ for that shit. The empathy gauge of my heart is stuck at eleven. That’s one more than ten. It’s like bigger, y’know? But I have been slapped with the reality that commonsense isn’t so common. And I get a front-row seat to […]

When Trauma Causes Trauma and Trauma Fucks Trauma Unwillingly.

I strive to be as open and authentic as possible. It is easier to do than you would think. You just need to take a deep breath and trust people. Trust that people will see you for all the shit you might be in and the crap you fought so hard to get out of. […]

Breaking Bottles (90 days dry)

My first sip of alcohol was in Junior High at my friend Joe’s house. Hell, my first open-mouth kiss happened there too. NOT with Joe!!! 😉 Two words … helicopter tongue. We drank Kahlua from the bottle, refilled it with some water, and then pretended to be adults. I was 13. My first beer was […]

shART

I’ve shARTed all over the place to deal with the crowd. I’d like to talk about them and be super hipster about it. Oh … and relevant. And..and insightful….. Honestly though, it’s just shitty shART.