Champions, Chumbawamba, and Restored Confidence

Lately, I’ve been struggling with flagging confidence. But the feel-good movie Champions helped snap me out of it. And so did its awesome soundtrack. Especially a hefty dose of Chumbawamba’s “Tubthumping.” (a.k.a. “I get knocked down.”) Judging Covers Before I tore my calf muscle, I’d been playing a lot of pickleball. I’m not as good… Continue reading Champions, Chumbawamba, and Restored Confidence

Death by Nextdoor: A Dateline episode waiting to happen?

It would be real shitty if this bird poop photo led to my death by Nextdoor.

Why did I feature a photo of bird poop on a post about Nextdoor and Dateline? It’ll all make sense soon. Stick with me until we get there. Nextdoor: My Guilty Pleasure Generally, I try to stay out of the fray on Nextdoor. It can get pretty nasty. (Especially on posts about hot-button topics like… Continue reading Death by Nextdoor: A Dateline episode waiting to happen?

Dear Republicans, When is the time to talk gun legislation?

You don’t have to be a psychic to predict two things when it comes to gun violence and legislation. One, that there will most definitely be another mass shooting. (And at the rate things are going this year, it’ll happen sooner rather than later.) Two, the Republicans will say, “Now is the time for prayers,… Continue reading Dear Republicans, When is the time to talk gun legislation?

Crap. My Alma Mater Made National News for a School Shooting

Early Wednesday afternoon Wayne sent a text that was both alarming and funny. “Your high school made the national news. Angels bunch of hid rats.” Which was then followed by four more texts: “Good” (twice in a row), “Hoodrata,” and then “Hoodrats.” Once I grasped what he was trying to convey, my heart sunk. Although,… Continue reading Crap. My Alma Mater Made National News for a School Shooting