To the parents of competition climbing
For all the judges and isolation runners and scorekeepers and belay slaves and banks and cafeterias and silent cheerers and loud gaspers and late night snorers… … More To the parents of competition climbing
For all the judges and isolation runners and scorekeepers and belay slaves and banks and cafeterias and silent cheerers and loud gaspers and late night snorers… … More To the parents of competition climbing
Today in sociology class, my professor gave a lecture on the #GamerGate controversy and what drove men to such a violent backlash against one feminist woman: Anita Sarkeesian, feminist video blogger. When Anita launched a kickstarter for a new video series critiquing sexist gender tropes in video games, she was somehow targeted as a villainous threat … More Why are they so angry: on Trump and his supporters
Do I have spaghetti sauce on my face? -No, I washed up and looked in the bathroom mirror since. No! I didn’t even have spaghetti for lunch, I had chicken. Frick, I bet it’s my period. Is my fly unzipped? Nope, I’m good. Goddamn it- if it is my period, I didn’t even remember to put any pads or tampons in my bag… … More There’s no sauce on my face and I’m not on my period.
When my sister and I were growing up in Fiji and the islands came under their fourth military coup of the past two decades, it was the Canadian flag that saved us. When we moved back to Canada, it took me two years until I would sing the national anthem along with my classmates on Fridays. My soul was … More Thanksgivings of a student of life
Ever have one of those evenings where the night seems forever young? Somehow these are the perfect hours for baking… Thus, the witching hour of baking brings you…..Muffinomelettes! So go ahead and make yourself a hot caffeinated drink, turn on the kitchen lights, and release the contents of your fridge across the countertop. You’re committed … More Midnight Muffinomelettes