Well, being almost Thanksgiving, I decided to do the cliché thing, and write about things I’m thankful for. At first. Then, I realized that, instead, I could d something drastically different from what other blogs written abut chronic illness do. Right here, folks, for one of the first times ever, I’m going to tell you about some of the good things that having rheumatoid arthritis has done for me. Gasp!
The Miranda rights. You’ve all heard them a thousand times on television and in movies, and this year they have reached their golden anniversary. Fifty years of law enforcement providing a simple set of warnings and instructions when arresting someone, and the jury is still out on whether or not the system is a success or a failure. Before we get in to all that, though, you have the right to remain informed, and learn about the circumstances that gave birth to these ubiquitous rights.
The podcast I have been working on for a while now is finally ready to go! Thanks to the Telling Company, my partner is this endeavor! You can check out the website for the episodes, or you can subscribe on iTunes to get them delivered directly to you! Thanks so much!
Ahhh… it’s good to be back! Sorry for the hiatus! So, I thought we’d start again by talking about something that those of us who are ill can have both a surplus and a startling lack of, simultaneously. This is a thing we are often praised by others for having in spades, and something we often curse ourselves for not having enough of. This thing, it’s at the core of what being ill truly means, yet we often take having it or not having it for granted, or both! Have you figured it out yet? It’s strength.
A year ago today, a wonderful woman agreed to marry a weird-looking, disease-ridden, weird little creature. That creature (me), will be forever grateful she decided to say yes, and he wants to thank her for a year full of love, life, and laughs. In order to commemorate the event, here is a video tribute to you and all the things you are to me. I hope it makes you laugh as much as I did making it. (Also some tears.) Enjoy and I love you, always!
Unless you have been sequestered for an O.J. level criminal trial for the last few years, you have probably heard that people in our country are fed-up with Washington D.C., and, ultimately, the politicians we put there. While there are a multitude of individual reasons why this has happened, there is one, overarching fault that seems to be at the heart of the seething distaste for all the bureaucratic chicanery that seems to be synonymous with government these days. Compromise has become taboo, and negotiating and the art of making is now just as derided as a pair of anti-vaxxer parent who use maple syrup as a cure for meningitis. Mmmmm. More vaccine please, mom.
Hey all! It’s been a long time since we had a post, and I’m sorry for that. There has been some things bubbling behind the scenes and life also made itself known, as it so often does. We are back, now, though, and ready to share the new year with you in writing, audio, and more! To cap off this year, though, enjoy this part satire, part cautionary tale, story about the Yale students and their growing crusade to get rid of the first amendment. Who would have ever though that college campuses would be the place free speech died?