The Diagnosis

I’ve been working on figuring how to (or if I should) tell people that I have Rheumatoid Arthritis. At first I was going to write a blog post about how the diagnosis came to be, but in the end it was just a sad, lame story about working in a grocery store. I was trying to make a story out of a handful of bullet points. Then I thought maybe I’d skip it… I’d informed the people who are in my proximity regularly. That seemed good enough. (more…)

Some Light, Weekend Reading

Dudes, I’ve been falling into a rabbit hole of internet reading, and it has been glorious. Please enjoy a dose of my Friday Faves:

1. The Last Day of Her Life is the very interesting story of Sandy Bem, a woman who wanted to end her life before Alzheimer’s took it from her. It’s really a fascinating read. Thanks to my friend Ebro for sharing it with me on Facebook.

2. Write A House is an organization that wants to give writers free housing in Detroit, which will make the community artsier and make being an artist a little easier in the whole cost-of-living department.

3. FEMINIST LISA FRANKGet it while you can!

4. This interview with Tess Holliday, who is a great role model, in my opinion. Not because of her size, or her success, but because she don’t give a fuuuuuh ’bout negativity.

5. Lastly, but not leastly, this is a good piece on how language affects people.

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How The Creative And Unusual World Of Tim Burton’s ‘Beetlejuice’ Became A Beautiful Reality

Bean Hennessey:

An interesting interview with the production design team of Beetlejuice.

Originally posted on UPROXX:


Whenever Tim Burton’s Beetlejuiceis mentioned in a circle of cinephiles, words like “unique,” “original” and even “insane” are tossed around in a game of dodge the adjective. Burton’s Pee Wee’s Big Adventure was a hit in 1985, and thus he began getting offers and scripts at an alarming rate, none of which piqued his interest — until he received Beetlejuice. The outrageously fresh script called for a ghoulish pimp who is summoned by dead dependents like a sort of evil afterlife genie. Beetlejuice‘s titular role would go to Michael Keaton — who should probably be holding a best actor Oscar right now, but isn’t — and he added the exclamation point on an already entertaining character.

While much of the film’s success — it more than quadrupled its budget at the box office — should be owed to Keaton’s performance and Burton’s direction, a lot of the…

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Gunter P. Kittycat

Only like the best dude ever.

On Wednesday, April 22, 2015, the world lost Gunter P. Kittycat, one of the greatest cats known to man. He got to go peacefully, at home, surrounded by family. He is survived by his humans, Bean and Emil, his foster sister, Baby Skipper, many friends and so much love.

As legend has it, Gunter was found on the mean streets of Vancouver, WA, wandering around on his lonesome. He was brought to the Humane Society of SW Washington, and rescued by The Pixie Project in 2008. At the time, he was about 5 years old.

Gunter was a real people person cat, and as such it wasn’t long before the Cattery at the Pixie Project became too much for him. He was placed into foster care at an Alberta Street hippy house until his forever home could be found. In December of 2008, that home was found with Bean, who could tell instantly what a super dope dude Gunter was.

In his new forever home, it was quickly determined that Gunter and Bean had a mutual love for books. They would spend Sunday afternoons curled up on the couch together, while Bean read to Gunter until they both fell asleep. It was also discovered that Gunter enjoyed helping Bean with her crafts.

In the Spring of 2013, this duo became a trio when Emil moved in. Gunter was very happy for his family to grow, and took right to Emil.

In 2014, Gunter and Bean started their business (Gunter & Bean), notably working on the Krampus Puppet together for The Martyrdom of Old St. Nick, a film to be released later in 2015. Additionally their family was joined by Baby Skipper, a delightful little pip who moved in while her mom travels the Middle East.

Gunter loved crunchies, kitty spoons, being tucked into bed, eating moths, parties, yogurt, attention, cuddles, Emil and Bean. It’s believed he liked Skipper, too.

A memorial service is being planned. In lieu of flowers, please send any donations to The Pixie Project.

Stuff and things and the #ImNoAngel campaign

You dudes, it’s like been forever, huh? I didn’t really mean to abandon this blog, it’s just that I took a crappy job, and then I moved, and then I unpacked, and then I took a better job, and then I unpacked my workshop, and like… It took a while.

And I’m just starting to feel it. Maybe it’s the weather putting a little spring in my step. Maybe it’s some other stuff that I’ll eventually get the courage to write about. Whatever it is, I’m stoked to have a backlog of things to write about, and a schedule that’s regular enough that I can make some progress on the things I feel passionate about.

Speaking of things I’m passionate about, I don’t know if you know this but I’m pretty into this whole love-your-body stuff going on in the world right now. Sometime it’s really hard to be into yourself. It’s been pretty awesome to be fortunate enough to have role models like the Militant Baker out there kicking ass and taking names and writing blogs and a book. And that’s just one. Shit, just a few minutes looking at Tumblr, and you’re bound to stumble into some body positivity (try #effyourbeautystandards to start). And just when you think it can’t get any better, HuffPo interviews the CEO of Lane Bryant, Linda Heasely (and then fails to mention her name even once in the accompanying article… lame). Anyway, by the end of this interview I was like pumping my fist in the air, and stuff. Well, not really, but l in my head I was. Won’t you take a minute to check it out by clicking the picture below and watching the first video?

Thanks for coming back. Now, I just want to say how much I her diplomacy. Kudos for not getting up and saying “yeah! women should take over. we’re better! we have compassion!” and instead suggesting that maybe if men were in on the conversation, women wouldn’t find them to be our nemeses but our allies. For a woman who runs a “plus-sized women’s clothing company,” I liked that she said it’s not about size or gender. Just be a fucking decent person. And it’s ok to love yourself. Well, that’s what I got out of it anyway.

Welp, I just wanted to share this great interview and say hi! And I did. So back into the night for me, like Batman.



PS. Thanks to my awesome Mom for posting this on Pinterest for me to watch, in the first place.

Hey friends!

What’s up, duderinos?

I’m back from vacation. I’m definitely going to be writing about the awesomeness, but since I brought a cold home from Missoula, and start a new job tomorrow, it may be a few more days before I can share all the awesome stories and photos. Until then, check out this awesome video that some people made. It’s live-action Adventure Time, and it’s really well done.

Talk to you soon!



Ugh, so this just happened in the comments section, over at the Militant Baker‘s blog, The Time I Called MeMe Roth A Cunt on the BBC.

So here’s the thing. I don’t want to respond. I don’t want to respond because the first rule of the internet is DO NOT ENGAGE. But it leaves me with so many emotions and opinions, that I can’t help but say a few words. Those words, however, will not be going into a response comment on Jes’s blog. I’m not interested in trying to have a dialogue with a tween who’s going to make me feel like I’m 13 all over again.

Here’s the thing. I didn’t call anyone anything or take any shots. All I did was tell Jes Baker that I admire her for saying what she means. I didn’t even say I agree. I honestly had never heard of MeMe Roth until this article, so I didn’t really feel qualified to have an opinion on the type of person she is. All I know is she hates fat people, and I’m fat. I’m also busy, and don’t have time for haters. The end.

I also told an anecdote about using language purposefully, because it’s something I think about a lot. And it was an article in which the whole moral was to choose your words wisely.

And now here’s a kid calling adults names because she doesn’t like name calling. And while I don’t have a well developed opinion of MeMe Roth’s politics, it does certainly give me an opinion on her parenting skills. It just really gets my goat that MeMe Roth is letting her 13-year-old daughter bully people on the internet. Its these types of situations that made me feel outcast at her age, and turn to things like over-eating – not because I was depressed but because I felt like I was NEVER going to fit in.

It wasn’t until much later that I became proud of myself for standing out… for being myself, unrelentingly. I grew into this, figuratively and literally, and I like the skin I’m in. All of it. But it’s not all of me. I’m an artist and a woman and a friend and a person. And I worked hard to accept this person.

I just hope it’s something she’ll understand, when she’s older.