Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of October 9, 2022
It’s not surprising that no one from Marjorie Taylor Greene’s high school has come forward to say, “You know, she was really cool and mellow, and smart back then.” That’s because we are who we’ve always been.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of October 2, 2022
While it’s not fun to see Tom Brady’s marriage deflate like one of his footballs, it does feel like some kind of justice.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of September 25, 2022
Serious question for women: When you put your Birkenstocks on, can you hear every straight man’s penis shriveling up, dying, and falling off?
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of September 18, 2022
It’s not a cheers, it’s a toast. You say “Cheers!” during a toast.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of September 11, 2022
How many Amazon delivery trucks are repurposed UPS delivery trucks? Any number is enough to make me laugh at the irony of good business.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of September 4, 2022
Imagine being Queen Elizabeth II… having the same job for seventy years and never really having to lift a finger to get any work done. And being rich as fuck the whole time. What a weird life.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of August 28, 2022
Has five years of successful therapy taken away the burning need to write?
Mikhail Gorbachev is Dead and that Feels Like Something
Mikhail Gorbachev died yesterday, August 30, 2022. And I feel… sad? I think that’s what this is. Sadness. But why?
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of August 21, 2022
Pre-schoolers are a lot like chimps. They’re extra adorable when you dress them up like grown adults.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of August 14, 2022
The older kid is heading off to pre-k in Chicago Public Schools next week. So here we are… I’m handing off my child to one of the most dysfunctional government organizations in our dumb nation. I can’t help but feel like a terrible parent.
A Green Bottle Fly Takes Stock of His Life
This yard is fantastic. There’s never a shortage of poo. Piles of poo everywhere. Look! There’s one! And another over there! And another! Oh, boy, how long has this one been here? Poo doesn’t go rotten does it? Nah, of course not!
Meet Me, The Narcissist
According to the Webster’s definition, I don’t think I’m a narcissist. I’m full of more self-loathing and honesty than I am any exaggerations of my self-importance. I mean, I want to be important. Of course, I want to matter to people and the world. I wouldn’t be opposed to breaking the internet with news of my demise, should that day come. But I don’t think I have an excessive admiration or infatuation with myself. I do think I have value and talent and other things that make prevent me from being a total waste of flesh and drain on society, but those feelings are tempered. But I do hold grudges and I wanted to dig a little deeper into this
And here’s where I’ve landed. I’m a hypocrite.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of August 7, 2022
My backyard is home to very depressed worms. I keep finding sun-dried worm corpses on my walkway. And not even after a hard rain—as they might be flooded to the topsoil. It’s like they just have had enough of being a worm living underground and wriggle to the surface for that long-elusive moment of warmth before being cooked to death.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of July 31, 2022
Letting your feelings guide you is a wonderful way to parent and a terrible way to influence other adults.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of July 10, 2022
Poor Ivanka, Don Jr., and Eric Trump. The wrong parent died.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of July 3, 2022
The thing is… mass gun violence just pissed off a lot of bored, rich Jewish moms… maybe this is what we’ve needed to get change made.
American Rights, with a Bullet
I’m exhausted. I’m exhausted from living at the intersection of Rage and Sadness and not being able to do anything about it.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of June 26, 2022
Look on the bright side of things. The pandemic was a boon for hand sanitizer manufacturers and with Roe v. Wade overturned, the makers of Plan B are going to make a killing!
Pro-Life: A Call to Action!
Now that it’s done—that great stain on the American Experiment that was a guaranteed right to safe parental planning through a woman’s—a family’s—ability to choose—it’s time for the Pro-Life Movement to take action and really lean into that Pro-Life Lifestyle.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of June 19, 2022
There are far too many pro-life folks celebrating in the misery of their fellow humans this week. Hardly a surprise.
...that, if taken through the lens of truck stops and gas stations throughout the Midwest, Reese’s has taken over the world.