A Healthy Dose of Humor

Shawna said she was buying me a Mustang, red or blue with racing seats, and that we were no longer paying any bills we don’t like. I didn’t take the opposing side in either of these debates, because there are definitely a few bills I hold a grudge against and I desperately need a muscle…

– OR – How Emma and Regina Learned to Stop Bickering and Love the Banter – OR – Anyone But Mulan It was kind of an unfortunate Sunday evening of TV. It all started with the opening minutes of The Walking Dead, which Daryl summed up quite nicely with his ‘It’s like a freaking romance…

There is a rare, bittersweet joy in watching the unfolding of a love story that will never be allowed to fully blossom. It’s what makes movies like Malena and Never Let Me Go so poignant, what makes songs like Almost Lover feel so lonely. That stated, the subtext in Going Home was so-not-even-subtext that I will…

(a completely biased essay on femslashy goodness by Sensei Riley LaShea) Once upon a time, the cheese stood alone. And the cheese was Xena. In the time before Xena, there existed in the universe relatively dull substances that occasionally joined together in a union somewhat resembling femslash, but the emergence of girl/girl pairings like fire…