Samosas, Friends, and Human Rights

This weekend, I'm going to a samosa party. Tragically, we're making them for charity, not for eating, so I will not get to gorge on fried deliciousness until I explode. But I will learn how to make them for myself, which is pretty exciting/probably bad for my arteries, so it's a net gain. But the … Continue reading Samosas, Friends, and Human Rights

Thank You For The Douchebags

I'm not being sarcastic; I really am grateful for the douchebags, assholes, and scumbags of the world. They're how I wound up here. Let me back up: I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, about all those Frostian roads not taken, and how much worse my life would be now. Sure, of course, I've … Continue reading Thank You For The Douchebags