Month: February 2010
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So, I’ve been sporadically watching the Olympics. And I’ve noticed something. Well, two somethings. The first being that tapered white sweat pants as part of an official uniform is an abomination. Ralph Lauren should be ashamed. God, even Dov Charney and the American Apparel misogyny machine could have turned out something more wearable. And secondly…
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Hate To Break It To You is a recurring feature wherein we dispense succinct home truths that everyone could benefit from facing up to, unpleasant as they may be. This one goes out to everyone who’s ever been hella pissed off at the story of the Prodigal Son. Life is not a meritocracy. I’ve been…
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I promised that I’d offer a rough and ready guide to Project Guinea Pig, in which you acknowledge that you can’t predict the future, stop trying to and start diving down interesting rabbit holes as you encounter them, without thinking about how these life tangents will affect A) your personal “brand” B) your five-year plan…
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Melissa Melanson and I have known each other for years. A few months ago, I suggested she write a guest post for GenMeh. Circumstances have changed since then and that topic is rather dated, but when she pitched me on the idea of providing relationship guidance from her former legal perspective (and just in time…
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This time last week I was frantically attempting to track down my movers in order to reclaim my meager truckload of possessions. Since then, I’ve set up my new apartment, figured out how to use a cordless drill, had coffee with one of my neighbors (and attempted to avert my eyes from his vast collection…
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Hate To Break It To You is a recurring feature wherein we dispense succinct home truths that everyone could benefit from facing up to, unpleasant as they may be. Photo by giarose Not everyone grows up to be Gandhi. Not all of us are meant to change the world and live capital L lives. There’s…