Lyrically Speaking

All nieces are brilliant and beautiful and obviously take after their Aunt. - Unknown My Sister is so crafty, she made a baby. From scratch. When I found out my sister was pregnant it brought on so many feelings of excitement. And I hoped so very much for a niece. I’d already obtained (not be questionable means) two nephews who I do adore, but my life was missing a little girl. I wanted to share the same love that my aunt gave my sister and I with a niece of my own. Of course, I love my nephews just the same and I make sure to spend as much time with them as possible so that when they look back, they can know the love I have felt from my own aunt. And lucky Surprise! It’s a girl. My heart soared with excitement and possibility.  When Aria was born, I had a hard time concentrating at work because I was so excited to meet her, it was my 3rd day on the job. But the true magic happened when I saw my sister holding my new niece. I saw the love and the exhaustion. I saw the ...

“If you are an adult, and you are planning to dress up on Halloween...don't. I will find you. I will hurt you.” – Lewis Black I’m generally pretty anti-holiday for the most part. It’s not that I want them to go away or that I despise them. It’s really that holidays have always been anxiety induced cluster-fucks for me. I love the idea of Christmas and Thanksgiving, not so much actually having to deal with them. Halloween though, I haven’t liked in years. And it is a general despise kind-of-thing. My entire feelings about Halloween are beautifully summed up by Lewis black in this audio bit that can be found here . I just find Adults who turn into Halloween-excited-morons to be… hard to handle. It strikes a nerve I can’t even possibly begin to describe. I of course used to find excitement about Halloween and the mounds of candy I could eat and dressing up was pretty good too. (For another funny bit about Halloween click here  because Jerry Seinfeld is pretty brillian...

Central Park, NYC JC Photography I have spent my entire life trying to escape Arizona. Running from everything that this state became to me. A trap. A nightmare I couldn’t wake up from. A constant reminder of all the things I had done wrong. Arizona was my emotional hell. When I was 18 I moved to Illinois to live with my aunt in search of a better future. I needed to pull myself from the tragedy that was the life I had become accustom to in Tucson. I was a high school dropout and suffering from extreme depression. I thought the change of scenery would be good and I could reinvent myself.  I survived 6 months before the loneliness took over and I couldn’t stand living so far from my friends and family. I moved back to Illinois with a GED. So I had made some progress. When I was 20 some friends and I decided that we should move to Las Vegas. I didn’t care where I moved as long as I wasn’t living in Arizona. I sold all of my things and left with my cat and a few pers...

"Women say their number one fear of online dating is the guy will be a serial killer. Men say their number one fear is the woman will be fat." So yeah, I use an online dating app/website because I go to work, I come home, I go to class. Rinse. Repeat. There doesn’t seem to be the time or the friend/family connection to more people that there could be for other people.  And I am at that point where I kind of wish I could get an arranged marriage. Not that I am in any hurry to get married. But more so that I am in a hurry to not be alone. I need someone to adventure with me. Companionship really. A while ago there was a video experiment that this group did where they showed a hot girl dressed in a “Fat Suit” and how guys responded when they met in person.  You can view that video here .  Then of course they did the reverse where they showed a man in a fat suit and the response from women. You can see that video here . The results are saddening.  I am fat so ...