Unraveling This Life

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Posts from the “Minor Rants” Category

Falling Faster Than You Can Run

Posted on January 16, 2017

Dear Speaker Ryan – Before your staff shuffles this letter into a pile reserved for “people who do not agree with you and also are not represented by you,” perhaps they might find a more special pile reserved for “people who graduated from college with you.” Surely that can’t be more than 4,000 of us, right? Back then, Miami University couldn’t really muster more than the state treasurer to come speak at commencement, so kudos for actually getting to be a commencement speaker. Don’t take it too personally that many of the graduates didn’t really care what you had to say. Did you really care what our commencement speaker had to say? Me, neither! Here’s the deal. Your recent appearances on the news are troubling…

Marry You

Posted on March 26, 2013

Funny thing happened today when I logged on Facebook . . . I couldn’t figure out who anybody was because all the profile pictures were the same. Considering that my brother and my sister-in-law usually have the same profile pic, and it always takes me a while to figure out who is posting what with just the two of them, imagine having 50% of your news feed displaying the same image. Quite frankly, it’s a little daunting, seeing all those red boxes with equal signs in the middle of them. How the hell am I supposed to figure out who’s who if I don’t see their smiling faces or a cute little image of their cats. These red boxes are kinda annoying, people. Here’s…

Angel Dressed In Black

Posted on October 31, 2012

So, Sandy. You’re a bit of a bitch. Granted, things could have been much, much worse, but this has gone on far too long. People are reduced to circling tables at Panera for an outlet or camping out at Barnes and Noble for some WiFi. Friends won’t have power for days, some weeks. But still, people are as good as they are going to be. Status updates allow us to check in with each other. Tweets from Nevada make us feel loved. And good friends prove just how good they are with a hot shower. Or homemade brownies. Or the offer of a shared bottle of Baileys. That, my lovelies, is true friendship.

The Chicken Dance

Posted on July 29, 2012

Ever been to a wedding and had to participate in “The Chicken Dance,” that time-honored tradition where by a bunch of well-meaning people stand in a circle or a line and do a little dance, flapping their arms and clapping like they are enjoying the time of their life . . . but they really know that they look like an idiot, most likely only out there because the bride forgot to threaten the DJ within an inch of his or her life? Sure you have. There’s no point in denying it. You have. Here’s the real point . . . got caught up in the whole Chick-Fil-A debate this week? Sure you have. There’s no point in denying it. And there’s no point…