Where do the prayers of American professional athletes fall on the priority list when compared to, say, impoverished children facing a fecally contaminated puddle as their only source of drinking water?
Author Archive | Chara
I don’t travel enough, so to make up for it, I shop at my local ethnic markets. In the beginning, the other patrons were hostile. I was pushed around. They’d cut in front of me in the deli line. But now I pick up pounds of lule kabob like a boss. I’m friends with one […]
There’s no vitriol like you’ll find in the “Why Fat People And Children Shouldn’t Be Allowed On Airplanes” articles. Just a national collective WTF.
I have five years before he goes to college. Four years before he drives. Three years before his eyes get permanently stuck in his head from aggressively rolling them at me.
As an adult and a parent, as a person in jeans and a hoodie taking her kids trick-or-treating with a thousand other parents in jeans and hoodies, you expect to be left the fuck alone.
I know you have Amazon Prime– we all do. Bulk toilet paper is easier to maintain when it comes via free shipping. The Costco cart full of paper goods was over two years ago.
Drive through the intersection. Stop. Get in line behind the Infiniti. Settle in. Think.
My children are hilarious. Your children are hilarious. Thank God! I’m sure it’s some prehistoric survival mechanism like fear or being attracted to symmetrical faces.
Inspiration is for untrained pets. Not even children get the luxury of inspiration anymore. State academic testing isn’t exactly the birthplace of magic and fairy dust.
What is it? Twenty-five when you can vote, drink and rent a car? I think it’s twenty-five. After which there’s really nowhere to go, milestone-wise.