At Least Grant Me My Agency

I have passed a strange anniversary, and I don't know quite what to do with it. On August 2nd, 2002 I entered a shelter for abused women. I was 20 years old. I did not know how to balance a checkbook, how to file income taxes or how to purchase car insurance. My formal education had ended at the age of eleven, and ever since my studies have been the product of my own devices.I'm a big fan of old black and white movies. A couple of weeks ago I got Gaslight starring the lovely Ingrid … [Read more...]

A Dog’s Perspective on Paganism

I turn 30 tomorrow. Not particularly thrilled about it. Everyone wants their birthday to be a little bit special, even if it just means getting a cookie with your lunch. I honestly didn't want to sleep alone on my birthday. While I could have made plans for sexytime, I'm instead pet-sitting for a friend. In a way, that's better.  At night Reuben wriggles under the blankets and curls up at my waist. Willow leaps atop the bed and settles down in the crook of my knees. All night … [Read more...]

Angry Laptop Dad and Other First World Problems

Some NSFW language. You may be offended by what I'm about to write. Don't say I didn't warn you.The internet is all agog over the latest bit of outrage: an angry father shoots his daughter's laptop as a punishment for being a whiny, spoiled brat.Wow, everyone is so upset that this young woman who has three stable parental figures in her life, a roof over her head, food to eat, a faith community to rely on, and an education might be scarred for life because her dad shot her laptop. … [Read more...]