(Every Friday, look for “Seen Your Video.” I’ll toss out a song that meant enough to me way back when to remain lodged in my head today and pick it apart. It’ll be flashbacky fun.) Tiffany, “I Think We’re Alone Now,” 1987 There’s no way this week’s song wasn’t going to be something awful. I spent …
Monthly Archives: March 2013
Steubenville Needs Riot Grrrls.
Posted on March 19, 2013
Twenty years, and where are we? We’re mired in the Steubenville rape case, and I’m wondering how the hell this is still possible. How does our culture still exist when there are kids who don’t know rape when they see it? How have we not devoured our own tail when we still have women bemoaning …
Why Should it Matter to Us if They Don’t Approve?
Posted on March 15, 2013
(Every Friday, look for “Seen Your Video.” I’ll toss out a song that meant enough to me way back when to remain lodged in my head today and pick it apart. It’ll be flashbacky fun.) Tracy Ullman “They Don’t Know,” 1983 Before “The Tracey Ullman Show” that birthed “The Simpsons,” Brit Tracey Ullman first …
I Chew on My View of “The Talk” Because “The Jeff Probst Show” Made Me.
Posted on March 13, 2013
I’ve fallen into routine, and I’m okay with that. Every weekday, one of three things happens after I take my kid to school: I go to the Mud House, get all jacked on Americanos, pork, and good creative vibes, then write all day. I go back to bed. I make a giant cup of coffee, …
Cheap Cologne and that Damn Song, Too
Posted on March 8, 2013
(Every Friday, look for “Seen Your Video.” I’ll toss out a song that meant enough to me way back when to remain lodged in my head today and pick it apart. It’ll be flashbacky fun.) The Flirts - Jukebox (Don’t Put Another Dime), 1982 Get it out of the way: cheesy graphics, horrible video effects, lip-synching that …
Where the Mom Left Off
Posted on March 8, 2013
I had a blog. I had a blog that led to the writing career I started dreaming about when I was nine years old. You might have read that blog, Poppymom.com. It was around for a long time – about a month shy of eight years. It started when my daughter CJ was three months …
