Written by: Joanna Isbill In the fall of 2008, I was on track to finish school and start my new, grown-up, career driven, adult life. I had plans. I knew what my life was going to look like. And let me tell you, it was looking GOOD. And then I was diagnosed with papillary thyroid […]
Let me preface this by saying, of course I know that not all men are like this, hello. I’m merely addressing what I have witnessed with a large enough percentage of men to write this lame ass post. The fist squeeze is the straight man’s hug or straight to gay man’s hug. Have you […]
I am a cliché addict. To me, cliché’s are camp and annoyingly on the nose, or nonsensical. For example: “Many hands make light work”. Sounds more like a Chinese proverb or fortune cookie, but whatever. “As horny as a three balled tomcat”. Since when are deformities a gateway to an increased sexual appetite? Again, nonsensical. Today’s cliché, […]
Via the NY Daily News with my commentary in burgundy… Trump is not running yet – but sounding an awful lot like a candidate BY GLENN BLAIN Donald Trump told an Albany radio station this morning that he’d make a decision about running for president before June – but that didn’t stop him from ripping […]
Palin is comedic gold. No platinum. Palin’s stupidity is so epic, she makes G’Bush Joon appear as if he’s got an 1/8 of a brain. Palin’s children’s names are as nonsensical as her performances: Track (and field), Bristol (in the UK, which I highly doubt Palin knows the whereabouts of), Willow (tree), (pied) Piper, […]
From Planned Parenthood via email today! “Late Friday, Congress and the President came to an agreement to avoid a government shutdown. Thanks to all of your hard work, proposed cuts to Planned Parenthood were not included in that agreement! You sent the message loud and clear that women and men deserve access to basic, preventive […]
Until I reached puberty, my vadgarincess wasn’t even on my radar. Unlike boys who stood up to hold their outdoor plumbing and pee, I sat down because I had indoor plumbing—this was the extent of my vadgeoledge. Though I liked boys at twelve, puberty officially courted me when I was sixteen. That was when I […]