đź‘Łđź’°Should I sell my Feet?đź‘Łđź’° It starts like most great ideas do: in a group chat, half-drunk,. “Should I sell my feet?” I ask. The silence that follows is not judgment. It’s research. One reply appears, “Duh.” The next one includes a wikiHow link. Suddenly, I’m not joking. Suddenly, I’m wondering if my second toe…
Curated. Chaotic. Comforting. đź‘‘ The scene: If social media apps were places, would you be shopping, dancing or oversharing in a support circle? An unofficial Gen-Xers survival guide to the social media in 2025. 🏩 Instagram is a Mall (for those of you who remember what that is) Polished. Suspiciously perfect. You walk in with…
The Big Go đź‘‘ The scene: There are two types of people in this world: those who admit to structuring their day around bathroom logistics, and liars. Let’s talk about it—the unspoken calculus behind every meeting, commute, shopping trip and coffee refill: When can I go? Where will I go? Will I be alone? And…
A High-speed Argument for Slowing the Hell Down. đź‘‘ The scene: I’m writing this on three screens while jogging in place and sipping espresso (martini). Also scheduling a dentist appointment, a team sync, Slack notifications blinking in my face and my smart (mouthed) watch just told me to breathe—again—which feels both deeply ironic and like…
Barbie Didn’t Ruin My Body Image— Bitch Taught Me the Finality of Decapitation đź‘‘ The scene: Let’s set the record straight: Barbie didn’t give me a complex about my waist-to-hip ratio. A response to a trending Meme. Barbie gave me, and I wonder if others, something much darker, much more formative—Barbie taught me that once…
Cougar? Please! Last week, someone called me a cougar. đź‘‘ The scene: I’m 50(ish). He’s 42. That’s not a scandal, that’s a Netflix age gap. Eight years and suddenly I’m out here being cast as some wild jungle cat with a thirst for young blood? Bitch, please. Let me break this down: when a man…
Truth Tellers Make the Best Villains đź‘‘ My Take: Someone called you on your bullshit and now you must assasinate them via cryptic FB or Insta messages and bad vibes. People who can’t handle the mirror will try to break the one holding it. If they’re trashing your name, just know you’ve probably upgraded your…
Is Silence Golden, or Convenient? đź‘‘ My Take: Golden in theory – Convenient in practice. Silence can be powerful. It can be graceful. It can also be manipulative, evasive, or just plain lazy. Let’s not confuse “maturity” with conflict avoidance wrapped in a soft-focus quote. Because sometimes? The last word is necessary.Sometimes it’s how you…
INFLUENCE: to affect or change how someone develops, behaves, or thinks. I say F-you to that, okay, unless it’s something positive. But still, it can’t be for the gain of others (which these days it usually is). We toss around the term “influencer” in such a cavalier manner and now the latest – Granfluencers. Influencers…
I do enjoy the espresso martini. A simple one, no irish cream. It’s always an adventure ordering one – as the recipes seem to vary by region, time of day, type of establishment and bartender (or are they called mixologists now?). Why do they differ so much, you ask? Read More
