The Unbearable Necessity of Zuckerberg’s Wasteland

Right. Let's just get this over with. Guess who crawled back to Zuckerberg this morning..... Against my better judgment, and with a level of profound irritation I usually reserve for politicians explaining tax cuts for the obscenely wealthy, I am reactivating my Facebook account. For those of you who followed my rather pointed departure back…

The Glorious Art of Napping in a Dumpster Fire

Right? Just… right? If you’ve recently found yourself staring blankly at your phone, possibly wondering if you accidentally subscribed to a 'Daily Dose of Global Despair' newsletter you don’t remember signing up for, feeling like you’ve run an emotional marathon sponsored by existential dread… hello, kindred spirit. Welcome. We have stale virtual coffee and collectively…

I’m Baaaacccckkkk

Hello, friends. Or should I say, hello again. It feels strange, yet strangely comfortable, to be typing these words into this familiar space. It's been nearly five years since my last post, and though I might have gone through a digital silence, in real life, I've been anything but quiet. So much has happened, and…