Tuesday, June 14, 2016

Something that's additive, that's filled with love

I posted this on my Facebook page and was met with a wonderful response.


When my dad came out, I was 14. I was afraid. I was afraid of people hating him or hurting him and I was afraid of people hating me or hurting me. I have prided... our society of late for the incredible progress we've seen on this front. Students coming to my classes no longer see this as an issue. There is not fear of harm or hate in their eyes.

What happened, it breaks me. It sets my confidence on edge, unsteadies my step. I want to have something additive to say in this conversation.

But right now, I'm just indescribably sad.

Maybe someone has something filled with love and perspective to share. I keep reading on here to see it. I haven't yet.

But my husband just stopped us all from our respective corners, pulled the boys out of the bathtub, and me from my work, and took us outside to see a double rainbow.

Please share what you have to that's additive, that's filled with love. I'm guessing we could all use more rainbows.

The comments were photos from around my community of the same double rainbow I'd seen from other angles.







 

Friday, June 10, 2016

Dear Brock and his daddy, 16 Lessons You May Need to Learn about Drinking and 1 Other Thing

A Convicted Rapist and his dad seem to think they know what we need to learn about drinking. They are wrong. They need to learn about rape.
So here are 16 lessons you may need to learn about drinking, and 1 thing they should learn:

1. Don't pee on a fire hydrant.

2. Don't mix cool aid, Jack Daniels, and E. I have learned this by the smell of Red Rocks on a cool summer evening and did not appreciate it much. But I can understand it. Don't do it.

3. Hangovers are terrible. You may learn this lesson multiple times in your life.

4. Heels suck. You may decide they suck and leave them behind. Your feet may get very, very dirty and even cut up. No one wants you to sleep on their couch when your feet are this dirty.

5. Falling off of a bike while drinking hurts. It might seem like a better choice than walking but.... well, I'll let you decide this lesson. In my case, it involved some lost skin on my hands and was quite painful.

6. If you dress up like a dog and ask someone to fetch you a beer on Halloween, you won't have to get your own beer. This might also be true other days of the year.

7. Spraying pledge all over your hardwood floors will be funny for longer than you think.

8. Don't get McDonald's, even if they're still open. And really, really don't go to Courtesy Diner in St. Louis. "I can hear your cheese coagulating" is an actual pickup line I was told there and that was my cue to go home.

9. Especially don't pee in McDonald's drive through. Seriously, what is wrong with you?

10. You can't sing.

11. You CAN sing! At the top of your lungs with all your friends in the car in the drivethru. Best thing ever. Also, parodies. They're hilarious. Also, Irish drinking songs. I don't know any but if we've been drinking, you can teach them to me and then I'll learn a new lesson that I'll promptly forget when I'm wondering what happened.

12. You can't juggle.

13. You CAN juggle. You run a juggling school and you're name is Penelope.

14. No one is looking at the floor in the bar. You can sit under the bar and tie someone's shoes to a bar stool.

15. But, Don't sit on the floor of the bar. It's icky. Did you not see your feet after #4?

16. Don't pull on your new friend's barstool, accidentally pull too hard and pull it out from under him. This may be when you learn that your new friend has a prosthetic leg after he falls to the floor and lifts up his pant leg.

17. Don't rape anyone.

Wait, scratch that last one. That's something I never once had to learn about drinking. I'm thinking... wait... nope. Never.

I have climbed trees, peed on a fire hydrant, pledged the floors of my apartment, lost my shoes, pulled the chair out from under a guy with a prosthetic leg, eaten poprocks with soda, gotten pulled over on my bike by the police, tied someone's shoes to their barstool, pretended I was British and a professional juggler, but I have NEVER once, oops, fucked up and gotten drunk and raped another person. Never. It's not a lesson you learn in college. It's not a lesson about drinking. And victims don't need to learn it.