Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
Sugar and spice and everything nice that’s what little girls are made of. Sunshine and rainbows and ribbons for hair bows that’s what little girls are made of. Tea parties, laces and baby doll faces that’s what little girls are made of. —Unknown Cinderella and a prince. Straight A’s and a Read more
My darling child, how would you like to be? The paper is yet a seed and not even a tree that has not been born. It’s starstuff swirling about, twisting, turning, churning, clashing and recycling waiting on you. It’s all yours, this one life you’ve yet to live. The molecular, Read more
I love science fiction movies, books, and television shows. I can seriously quote you some Star Trek or Star Wars at the drop of a hat. I like making up silly songs that don’t make sense. Dancing around the kitchen with my dog is one of my favorite pastimes. I Read more
What is your idea of a perfect day? Recently I had a conversation with a friend who asked me that question. I thought it was a simple question, easy enough to answer. I told my friend that a perfect day is one where I get to spend endless hours wandering Read more
Truth be told, my intentions in helping the homeless woman and her child weren’t completely altruistic: I hoped my good deed might bring me some good luck – specifically, some big Uber tips. So last Saturday when my soon-to-be ex-in-laws called and asked if they could take the kids for Read more
I’ve always had a specific need for my home to be clean and neat. I’ve always searched for a sense of order amongst my things. I’ve come to realize I find order only through the mess of things. Calm and certainty come to me during great periods of strife and Read more
Love songs filter through the radio. Wants and needs and desires and lusts tugging at my heart, my soul, my loins. In the darkness of the movie theater, I watch as forbidden lovers tear each other apart with their eyes. They are falling, falling, falling, all of them. In love, Read more
Last Saturday, my three kids all slept over at a friend’s house, which gave me a rare opportunity to drive on a Saturday night — primetime for Uber surge fares. Driving through the liveliest areas of West Hollywood and Beverly Hills, the rider requests were almost constant. I started at Read more