I kind of like my parents. I think they are cool. Not so much because they try to be up on the youth culture of the time (which I am not sure how much I am familiar with anyway), but because they take genuine interest in people and things around them. My mom tells… Continue reading My Dad
Violence against women—no question, this is what makes me the most upset. I saw Crash the other day. I had heard great things about it from other bloggers who I seem to share a lot in common with. I knew that it was supposed to be a hard to watch movie, but the… Continue reading What Makes Me Sad
My thing is to be a cat, or at least a furry animal. My wish to be a cat was a little too strong to feel like it was authentic and innate. It felt like one of those, “I know I can’t be one, so I want to be one even more!!” type of… Continue reading About Cats
Uhhh…, never. Is of course my answer. And you too, if you have already read my previous posting and had the pleasure of reading (or hearing) any of my rants, would be just as well equipped to answer this question. The other day, I had the pleasure of being asked two days in… Continue reading So, When Did You Convert?
I wear a hat whenever I am out my house—to show that I am married. Yeah, I’m kind of ‘religious’—too much by the standards of some, yet not enough for some others. Honestly, I don’t give a damn. I do what I want because it has meaning for me. Although whether I can articulated that… Continue reading Blending In (or Passing)