Feb 062011
Go, and be Dickwolves no more.

I’ve talked like way more about this than anyone probably should. If you’re just joining in and wondering how I got here or looking for more detailed thoughts as this debacle unfolded, please see my previous posts: The Boys Club, part 2 | On the turning away. | Life after Dickwolves? All things remaining as they stand now, this is my final post on the matter of Dickwolves. This has eaten up a large part […]

Feb 022011
The Boys Club, part 2

Continued from previous post. Finally we have the main event. Penny Arcade and the Dickwolves. Those of you who know about this quite possibly saw it heading this way. Those of you who don’t, you’ll need some backstory. A whole lot of backstory. I’ll try to keep it short and relevant (but will possibly fail. my apologies). It all started on 11 August 2010 with this comic strip entitled “The Sixth Slave”:   I remember […]

The Boys Club, part 1

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Feb 022011
The Boys Club, part 1

It’s been an interesting week filled with interesting things, and it’s only Wednesday. And I spent all of yesterday in a brain fog. Monday was interesting, I guess is what I’m saying. I can’t really put it better than I did on Twitter that night: “I have had the worst GIRLS SUCK AND DON’T BELONG HERE day in ages. It’s like suddenly my ovaries turned on a tractor beam of hate.” I’ve briefly talked before […]

In which I don’t actually talk about anything.

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Jan 312011
In which I don't actually talk about anything.

I’ve had a very strange day today. I actually feel to some degree that I’ve been living someone else’s life, I’ve felt so disconnected. (Note to self: there’s a story in here somewhere.) I’ve been contemplating making a huge post today about it all. I think I’d still like to, but I also think I need some sleep and a little distance to help me further articulate. I’ll come back tomorrow morning and give it […]

Jan 272011
LiveLinks: NO.

I went off on a mini-tirade about this on Twitter this morning but really it deserves something more permanent than a couple of quickly-scrolled 140ish character comments. The commercial in question is for “LiveLinks”. I hadn’t heard of LiveLinks until this morning, but it’s apparently a live phone chat line. I remember seeing tons of commercials for those things back in middle and high school and it’s sort of amazing me on a whole ‘nother […]

Feb 082010
The Heavy Burden of Lip Balm

I had someone in to fix our heater on Friday. This is but the latest in a long string of guys out to fix my heater, which is a tale of some frustration perhaps for another time. However, as I tried to make some small talk (never a forte of mine) I asked if he was going to watch the Super Bowl. “Hell yeah!” he responded enthusiastically. I nodded. A pointless gesture, as he had […]