So, is or is not coconut oil legitimately as good as people are telling me it is? From cooking to mouth sloshing to lathering it into your locks, I feel like this stuff’s usefulness ubiquity has become the vegan’s version of the Windex wielding dad gag in “My Big Fat Greek Wedding”. Sure, it tastes great on toast, but if I was asked to compare it to any other similar.. Read More
I can forgive those who fall for the “Your Dirty Mind” memes like this: To be fair, that armpit does, at first glance, look strikingly like my hairdresser did after cutting my Greek boyfriend’s hair off. It was very dirty. And hairy. Like him. And so were her upper limbs by the end. So an armpit’s forgivably mistake-able. But what about the long arm of the law? Or more like.. Read More
So my mind’s moving a bit slowly today. A bit slowly and a bit like a Lana Del Ray song, all melodramatically languishing around in the calcified dome it calls home. Part of it’s ‘cause I’ve been a bit “under the weather” and part of it’s because everyone’s under the weather – or at least its tyrannical rule when it’s ice raining like this outside. I’m not a fan of.. Read More
Quick! Say your name out loud. Now… what thoughts just came to mind for you? Disappointment that your mother couldn’t think outside the box of popular names for that year? Or smile inducing happiness that makes you think, “Yes. That’s my name. It’s beautiful in that it signifies all that I am. When I come to rule the world, I’ll mandate that my theocracy use it as their only mantra”?.. Read More
One of my more interesting unintentional content-inspirers posted something majestic today. It came from this Facebook group (which has probably been around for ages, but since I live under a rock is totally new to me) called “Christians Against Drugs”. The site actually touches on sex and everything else fun in addition to the mind-altering goodies. And it’s so deliciously dripping in satire, that I spent a good five minutes.. Read More
You know, I critique my dog’s OCD shitting ritual all the time. But maybe I have no room to speak. Because, according to science, I and the rest of my culture are (like so many things in our lives) doing it wrong. Unless, of course we have one of those ass-istive emission devices. I recently joked around about making my own toilet for weight loss, but I was reminded today.. Read More
I once read that we assume different personas when speaking different languages. At the time, I attributed that to the fact that we tend to socially match whoever we’re speaking with – and that it thus might be a cultural mirroring kind of a thing. However, while I’m sure that has to do with at least part of it, this piece I just perused on speaking Cantonese offers its own.. Read More
My brother sent me a video clip of my niece the other day. “Great, Ashley. You’ve successfully bored me with the first sentence. Well done.” -Someone in the audience “Aw, c’mon. Give her a chance!” -Someone I planted in audience fully expecting that’d be said A chunky ball of glee and fat yet, she’s maybe a year and some change. And – in the video – as she lost balance,.. Read More
Well, it’s gonna snow again today. Right on top of this still-hasn’t-even-melted-yet layer. But I’m determined to venture out in it – and this time it’s not to go running. Well, yes, that’s a given; but today our focus is slightly redirected. Today, after I shovel my car out of its powdery ice fortress, I’ll be taking to the roads and heading all the way to the zoo. So I.. Read More
I love a good make-your-intestines-cringe style prank. Especially when it’s got levels to it. My recent fave was the stunt driver chick who didn’t warn her blind dates (I thought it was mostly ‘cause they didn’t ask – but maybe they did and she just lied about it #liesarefun) that she recklessly yet impeccably manned automobiles for a living. Then, there ensued a hidden-cam floorshow of delighted dude shrieks (and.. Read More