I don’t drink at WordCamps. I don’t drink much at all, unless we’re talking coffee and water. This is for many reasons, some are personal and some are not. But I’ve noticed that, when I say ‘No thanks, I’m not drinking’ people ask why. Before you’re that person, before you ask someone why they don’t […]
What I laugh at and what you laugh at are different. And that’s okay.
A long, rambling, angry thought about the issue of owning your own words.
We’re all different, and that’s generally okay.
Is it time to stick a fork in things when someone you are diametrically opposed to is in charge? I don’t know.
I hate it. I hate that I accidentally learned something I can’t unlearn and I feel horrible and guilty and I have to decide if I fess up and sound like a creep or not. I hate that parts of our lives that we don’t want to share end up all over, that our private […]