A recent episode of Ink Master featured breast cancer survivors getting tattoos to cover their scars and to help them feel feminine again. Fantastic, I’m all for it. But I found it odd that we could see breasts on television. Was it because their nipples had been removed? Does that make it okay to show… Continue reading What’s Wrong With My Nipples?
Author: The Headbanging Hostess
Thoughts on Facebook, Part I: Time to Cleanse
I am on a Facebook semi-cleanse. I can’t give it up completely because I’m the social media gal for the theatre, but I am only using Facebook for messages and other select communications. I am avoiding the dreaded newsfeed. In the past I tried blocking the annoying people. I unliked pages that would get me… Continue reading Thoughts on Facebook, Part I: Time to Cleanse
Turtle Musical Throwdown
One of the reasons I became a playwright was that I didn’t need anyone else to do it. As an actor you’re depending on someone to hire you. As a playwright you write whatever and whenever you want. And I do. Almost two years ago I wrote a short play about a couple of turtles… Continue reading Turtle Musical Throwdown
Super Bowl Munchies
The meme makers beat me to the punch, but I knew right away. The two states that are stepping in the right direction regarding marijuana reform are also going to the Super Bowl, and that’s going to make for some tasty treats, massive munchies and weed jokes. But, being the Facebook junkie that I am,… Continue reading Super Bowl Munchies
Carcass: The Play
An old house. A yard littered with dead VW campers. A shed. TESS walks up to the front door. She has a flyer. She knocks. A MAN answers. MAN What? TESS Hi, I’m, uh, I live over there. Like, right over there. My yard backs up to yours. Anyway I… Continue reading Carcass: The Play
To Be or Not to Be
One of my high school friends just killed herself. She jumped from her 11th floor condo and killed herself. It was not her first attempt. Over 20 years ago I picked her up from Norwalk Hospital after a failed suicide attempt. She had slit her wrists. I’m not going to try and play amateur… Continue reading To Be or Not to Be
Road Hogs!
What the fuck, Fairfield County? What is happening on our roads? Everyone is bonkers behind the wheel. And I’m not even talking about the idiots on their phones texting. I mean people are shitting all the rules of the road. Never mind common decency, decorum, civility and respect. They’ve all been chewed up, masticated and… Continue reading Road Hogs!