A former coworker of mine is in treatment for his sexual attraction to children.  I thought I knew this man.  I thought that his interest in children was healthy and sweet.  I cannot stop thinking about the kids he babysat, the children he buys candy, the lives he has ruined.  &nb… Read full post »

"The relationship that you and I have is that we pay the rent, and you maintain the property.  Only half of us are living up to that."

Not the most eloquent statement, but how many renters can relate?  I currently live in a house of horrors: Every wall and ceiling has… Read full post »

I've written about being genderqueer before.  Due to societal pressure (really sick of being called faggot and dyke, really  sick of being denied oppurtunities because people can't figure out if I'm a boy, really needing unbiased letters of reccomendation from professors) I'm in the closet.… Read full post »

In the order I read them:

1. The Little House on the Prairie Books.  This is where I feel in love with reading, and learned how to make a door without nails.  A lovely story with lots of practical advice.

2. A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, by Betty Smith.  Beautifully written… Read full post »

Due to several thought provoking posts by Siobhan Curious, I've been thinking about ways for the teacher to get students to read for pleasure rather than grades.  I don't claim that these ideas are particularly orginal, but I wished more people loved literature.  As a student, but never a t… Read full post »

Feminism is constantly dissected, and it changes all most hourly.  At Jezebel, the commenters seem to redefine feminism daily.  As a woman who considers herself a feminist, I've devised certain criteria for feminists:

1. Belief in equal work for equal pay.

2. The belief that although men an… Read full post »

I'm a returning student, and I've oft blogg/bitched about community college.  Previously, I was the asshole who tormented the professor with absurd questions, made it a personal mission to prove the prof's idiocy, and had verbal fights with other students during a "class discussion."  I dro… Read full post »

I don't drive.  I have walked in many states, in three countries, and all over, I've found the same problem: People don't use their turn signals.  At least fifty times I've started across an intersection, only to have a driver start to turn, flip on their turn signals, and flip me… Read full post »

I am not inclined towards the maths and sciences.  When I started community college again, I realized that I would have to take college level math and science somewhere, and I might as well do it at the cheap and easy place.  Little did I know how cheap or how easy… Read full post »

I've failed numerous remedial math courses, and I know why.  I look around at my students, and I guess which ones are going to fail, based on my past experiences:

1) Guy on the internet via his phone.  The reason we're stuck learning how to add is that we do things… Read full post »

In sixth grade I was at a new school, and I was a bundle of nerves.  I've always hated to eat where it's noisy or pee when people are around, so by the time my last class rolled around, I was starving and really had to 'go.'  Unfortunately, my final class… Read full post »

For all my adult years I had short unkempt hair and dressed like a boy.  I was the subject of confusion, but the default assumption of strangers was man.  Street harassment ceased, and I had to be careful at ATMs after dark, lest I scare a woman.  I assumed misogyny was… Read full post »

The first time my mother told me to put on a bra I was 12 years old, devoid of breasts but in possession of a rather large set of nipples.  I objected, but she won that day.  It was an uncomfortable day, and I decided that I would only wear a… Read full post »

On FaceBook I don't: chat; play farmville; quiz myself or post photos because they would appear to be a time loop.  Long correspondences with lost aquaintances are beyond my chatting skills.  Though the honesty boxes of certain "friends" beckon, I refrain.  Moreover, I judge people who… Read full post »

I live one block behind my work, in what everyone calls 'the big green house.'  Two couples (me included) and a freeloader live there, and we all turned in early last night.

Two minutes after I opened the store this morning, my 9 year old neighbor ran in the store and… Read full post »

If men didn't use hookers, strippers, or escorts, the business wouldn't exist.  If women rejected those professions, they wouldn't exist.  Yet they thrive alongside the culture of friends with benefits, no strings attached sex, and women who seek rich boyfriends.  So, I ask all genders… Read full post »

Two years ago I lived in a large student co op with really beat up hallways.  I suggested that we work together to paint the hallways white, and many people agreed.  One woman, who I'll call Jody, did not.

Jody and I had an argument about the radio shortly after I… Read full post »

It took me five years to prepare for college.  I've spent four of them behind the retail counter, and I wish to never fetch anyone a snack cake again, unless I love them and they deserve it.

 When I first applied to colleges, based on nothing more than a good… Read full post »

I don't beleive in the death penalty, or the US's prison system that holds thousands of people for life without the possibility of parole.

This is not a discussion of what is worthy of life in prison, only of what is merciful.  Why cannot a permanent prisoner ask to die? … Read full post »

As a cashier at a corner store/check cashing place, I welcome children, but I cannot control them, which means that I tolerate monstrous behavior from certain kids.

I've done my best to interpret misbehavior, and I've come up with this:  There are distinctions between "Hey, I just got out of sch… Read full post »

I work at a check cashing place.  Over the summer, teenagers' mothers brought them into the store to cash their first ever check.  To give you perspective, these kids rarely earned more than $100 a week, and the fee to a cash a check is 3%.

Each time, I'd tell the… Read full post »

On Sunday I bought two smoked turkey wings, split them with the heavy cleaver, took them home, put two cups of water and two of homemade stock in a pot, boiled it, then dumped in a bag of pre cut and washed mustard greens.

"Does your dad make greens?" BikeHusband asked.… Read full post »

When I started working at GayMart a year ago, I though the Mexican War Streets was a black neighborhood because about 80% of our customers are black.  I went through the usual stages of feeling like a minority, then getting accustomed to that and feeling uncomfortable in all white situations, an… Read full post »

Recently I moved into a house with 8 (soon to be 5) other people.  BikeHusband and I have a an attic room with a view of an incline that would make you weep, and we're only paying $270/month.  And I'm a 30 second walk from work.  And BikeHusband's a 10 minute… Read full post »