Rate Me, Offseason Sunday Etc. Etc.

Hola hola. I come before you annoyed. Let me defer on the whinging and go straight to a constructive proposition: I will not rate you or your services. And here is my stand: NOT every service requested through the Internet requires answering a questionnaire. It’s unhelpful, unnecessary, invasive, and grating. Was

Love Stinks, Offseason Sunday Etc. Etc.

Hola beautiful gente. I read somewhere that if you write about your love, words will flow like a riverbed: continuously, along mushy or rocky edges. And in this time of solitude, unimpeded by pro fitbaw, I can’t help feeling overwhelmed by melancholy and yearning about In good times and bad, I

Wednesday Motivational: Apologies

When I’m at peak misanthropy, I wonder about all the importance given to apologies. Nobody’s perfect, everyone says. It’s an accepted truth, such as “people make mistakes”, “shit happens”, “I’m a Gemini”, and other gems of exculpation. And sure, admitting being wrong is a big ask: Who the hell wants to