So began a year of sudden deaths, a year that wasted no time. Nothing existed without her context, so ’17 became both the year she’d leave us and the year she’d left us with.
Recent Posts
dentists don’t want you to “drop dead”
A response to a misinformed columnist: we don’t bite.
discussing consent with seventh graders
They are always touching. If a kid doesn’t recoil, they’re game. It’s jungle law. If they had to ask permission each time they touched, they’d never stop talking.
a shot at the gun addict’s logic
This is not a gentle reproach for those red-white-blue-collar Americans, their whole-milk frothing at the mouth, their harebrained conspiracy theories, their childlike obsession with dangerous toys, their blatant entitlement and selfishness.
before applying to dental school, read this
I dropped my dreams of medical school in an overnight panic and decided to become a dentist instead.
authentaux is born
Ah, the smell of a brand new blog! Like fresh notebooks at the end of August or coffee gurgling on the pot. Sweet birthday cake. Loud kazoos signaling a new year. That’s me above, mid-grin, likely praying for the will to continue writing.