Seeking Asylum in Faerun

11/7 Update: I formally welcome Pennsylvania back into New JersMaPennsRicutaware. Thank you. That is all! (For now!) My husband's first cousin - one of the ones we just don't speak to - got covid recently. He's younger than us, and he worked in a physically demanding job and was proud of the physical condition he … Continue reading Seeking Asylum in Faerun

The Third of November

Last year, I wrote a poem for our local U.S. election day. It is here. Local elections remain very important, so don't forget to vote for down-ballot races, as well, as you vote for U.S. President. But, for all in the U.S., please don't forget to #MakeAPlanToVote. Election day is November 3rd. Vote. Democracy is … Continue reading The Third of November

Where’s Whoopsie #26: If Everything isn’t On Fire, I Must Be Missing Something…

I haven't posted a Where's Whoopsie in awhile. Apparently without live improv to afford me extensive time on public transit and in coffee shops, I don't draw much. My Partner noticed this and suggested I should prioritize doing something "creative" to ward off seasonal - and election and "in the house too often without other … Continue reading Where’s Whoopsie #26: If Everything isn’t On Fire, I Must Be Missing Something…

Never Let a Good Crisis Go to Write

Many things have been said about last night's U.S. presidential debate. The Times in the UK said of it: "The clearest loser from the first presidential debate between Donald Trump and Joe Biden was America." The Guardian described it as a "national humiliation." Dan Rather at News and Guts wrote: "Who won and lost tonight … Continue reading Never Let a Good Crisis Go to Write

Brevity is the Soul of Apathetically #9: Out of Context

The first session of my mini D&D campaign went well. Work, on the other hand, was fairly stressful this week. Because I have an annoying habit of dramatically announcing things that I probably am not entirely prepared to talk about in the most random circumstances possible at that workplace. Because somehow those personal things that … Continue reading Brevity is the Soul of Apathetically #9: Out of Context

Trust in Mental Health Treatment #7/Messages in a Bottle #18: Meda-Analysis

Do you ever get handed such comedy gold that it’s actually kind of intimidating? Like, the low-hanging fruit is so low-hanging that you suspect it’s a trap**?  It’s terrifying, isn’t it? I mean, with a joke so easy it writes itself, how can you possibly screw it up?! So, of course, you panic freeze and … Continue reading Trust in Mental Health Treatment #7/Messages in a Bottle #18: Meda-Analysis

Cue the Waterworks

CW: emotional abuse, threats of self-harm (made by others, not me) and references to past childhood abuse (without details) I have a tradition I like to call 'Crying on Christmas Eve.' In the Before Times, when Americans were still welcome in the rest of the world, it was an annual pre-trip ritual I had to … Continue reading Cue the Waterworks

Brevity is the Soul of Apathetically #8: This is What They’re There For

Work has been particularly busy this month because it's budget season. I have recently been reminded that busy times at work are what most people at most functional places of employment consider to be the height of workplace stress. (That does make me kind of wonder what those same people would think if they only … Continue reading Brevity is the Soul of Apathetically #8: This is What They’re There For

Social Eye-solation

Lavender: "Okay, much as I like your hair longer, I feel sympathetic pain. Split ends suck. My hair is crunchy. If your hair is also crunchy, you are allowed to cut it." Partner: "No. I mean, I don't think it is? I can't tell. Maybe I just don't know what to look for? You could … Continue reading Social Eye-solation

Compassion is Not a Zero-Sum Game

CW: Descriptions of multiple types of systemic abuse and personal crises. Be safe while reading! The Poor People's Mass Assembly and Moral March on Washington is happening today. It has been planned for two years to draw attention to the plight of the poor and of systemic racism in the U.S. I wish I had … Continue reading Compassion is Not a Zero-Sum Game