So, last week I got my second Covid vaccine and, while I was thrilled as hell to get it, it knocked me on my ass. Straight laid me out. Last Saturday, I spent the whole day on the couch. I spent that time wisely, of course, I binge-watched an entire season of City on theContinue reading “Freaky Friday, but Make it Worse”
Drag Race is back, back, back again and we are here for it. Like most things, Drag Race has a new look. New werk room, slightly new phrasing, and new rules. This premiere served looks, plexiglass barriers, and six lip syncs. Yep. Six lip syncs. The queens were paired up and immediately made to lipContinue reading “Gentlemen…Start Your Engines”
Okay, so, we’re cruising through both story lines and some pretty significant shit happens, but in my head I’m Homer Simpsoning it over these damn cinnamon rolls.
This is a story of powerful men doing horrific things and other men lying to protect them. It’s disgusting. It is also a fascinating read from a journalistic perspective.
The book opens with a literal bang. Miracle Submarine is on fire and we don’t know the extent of the damage until we get to court.
Duncan and V break up. She goes home and listens to the Virgin Suicides soundtrack on blast, as one does, up until the moment she is arrested as accessory to kidnapping. What the what?
Keith has dad jokes and I’m here for it.
Veronica is an outcast. Her only friend is the new kid she cut down from the flagpole. Yep, the local teen aged motorcycle gang taped the new kid to a flagpole because they are super original.
Nobody actually knows where Will ‘o the Wisps came from but my favorite explanation is that they are the souls of people who have been deemed too evil to enter heaven or hell, so they’re forced to spend their afterlife haunting the earth.
Lucia is fourteen. Her father is dead. Her mother in institutionalized. She lives with an elderly aunt in a garage apartment. She’s smart, pissed, and obsessed with her dad’s Zippo.