A former Hey Dude addict dissects how a once-cute shoe became a cultural red flag… and why mine now live their best life mowing grass.
I’m done entertaining fake-smart, loud, middle-aged nonsense; my bullshit radar never misses.
A bitchy love letter to evolution: ditching the tired word “gay,” reclaiming Two-Spirit power, dragging anti-intellectual “anti-woke” nonsense, and reminding us we were born this way. The backlash is temporary.…
A bitchy, unapologetic atheist rant skewering “thoughts and prayers,” organized Christianity, and intellectual laziness. A sharp-tongued celebration of curiosity, science, and personal power—because God isn’t doing the work. Humans are.…
A sober, unapologetic takedown of Galveston’s Mardi Gras—aka Mardi Gross. A weeklong parade of booze, bad decisions, questionable fashion, and even worse smells. Surviving it without drinking deserves applause… or…
A night of awkward hugs, overpriced pasta, minimal décor, and joyless complaints—proof that not every party deserves confetti, but every one deserves commentary.