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I can’t walk a mile in your shoes, but I can spend a day in a hijab.

I started reading Terry Gilliam’s book, Gilliamesque:  A Pre-posthumous Memoir.  The first line of the book read “I was always frightened to take acid.”  Here we go, I thought.  I imagined we were getting right to the craziness that led to movies … Continue reading

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Enough Ass Already! A Woman Longs for Less Edgy Times

I think ass eating is the new hotness.  Every show I watch lately has to prove its’ edginess with a hardcore ass eating scene.  I’m not a prude.  So long as everyone is loofahed and agreeable, I say have your … Continue reading

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Tattoo Kryptonite

“What is your tattoo?  Intestines?” Yes, I got intestines tattooed on my arm.  Just the small intestine though.  I’ve got to find the right artist to capture the detail of the larger counterpart.  Is my sarcasm coming through?  Ok, good. … Continue reading

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Just Be the Girl You Want to Be- Flaws, Beer and All

If you are a fan of BUST magazine, you know that Roseanne writes a very funny and sometimes on point advice column.  (If you are not a fan, that means you have never read BUST.  Go buy an copy.  You … Continue reading

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What About Bob- My Road to Music, Independence, and Finding the Love of my Young Life

I am currently working on a collaborative book focusing on the topic of music as a tool- a tool of redemption, demise, empowerment, etc.  Each writer has the complete freedom to write whatever he/she wants about the topic.  Below is … Continue reading

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How does one put on pants?

I don’t know how to dress myself. Ok, I remember the basics.  Shirt goes over the head, one arm out each sleeve.  But I no longer have the ability to put an outfit together for the sole purpose of looking … Continue reading

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Fear is the Mind Killer- All Hail The Jumpsuit Brigade!

One New Year’s Day, probably some ten years ago, I made a seemingly simple but life altering resolution- I would sing in front of one other person.  Sounds pretty easy, but this task would not be fulfilled with half heartedly … Continue reading

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