Yes, you read that right. No, I am not a raccoon. I’m just very excited to hear that Jenny Lawson has finally finished her second book! The cover features a rodeo raccoon named Rory. See? So yeah. You can pre-order the book. It is totally coming home with me. I wonder if Jenny Lawson
When I was in the hospital a couple of years ago, I had a variety of symptoms from the medications we tried over the course of the week to find a new regimen. Some of the medications they gave me for my anxiety were straight up sedatives which had the wonderful side effect of keeping
Last night, Jenny and I went to see a musical. It was wonderful, dramatic, tear-inducing, and all-around fabulous. But I had a single, powerful, and vivid takeaway. When we were being seated, a wonderfully dressed lady came up the stairs to our row, and something was not-quite-normal. She said, “I can’t turn around,” and,
Three years ago, my sister had a little boy. He is beautiful and funny. I became an uncle that day. In the last two weeks, my sister and one of my brothers each had a little girl. Now I have two nieces and a nephew! I’m finding myself sadder than ever that I don’t live
Last night, George sent me a link, and it made my day. It seems like somehow, the world is starting to grow up. It’s about damned time. Too many people today are forced to deal with “bathroom shame” for many reasons. Being Trans (-gendered -sexual) can cause a lot of confusion for a lot of
Yesterday, my lovely Jenny was granted the name change order. We are now officially Mr. and Mrs. Bristol. We celebrated with the inevitable couple selfie, and for once, Jenny loved a photo of herself! (The world might end on that note, but so far the sky is still “up” and the ground is still “down”.)
This time of year sucks for many of us. Cold, short, and dreary days mean that it’s hard to feel positive, or (sometimes) little more than apathetic. It’s depressing when the whole world seems to be hibernating, but they expect you to keep up your “chipper”. Not fair. Each year, around this time, I start
I have said a lot of things to my wife. Like, a LOT. I mostly don’t expect her to remember all of it, because there’s just too much. Of course, I am a typical man (in this case, at least), and I underestimated her abilities to lock in info. Yesterday, she brought to my attention that
Sometimes, haters are just going to hate. Sometimes, you will want to smack them so hard they will feel like they were smacked “so hard”. Turns out, there is a simple non-violent solution to this. Sit on that fucker’s face. The proof is in the pudding – or in this case, the genius friend of all
As of 11:30am yesterday (January 23 2015), my legal name is now Rory Amadeus Bristol. I will no longer be legally Robert C Stark. This may be confusing to some people, but trust me when I say that this is one of the biggest decisions I’ve ever made, and it already feels perfect. Most people
