The Lost Art of Blogging

May 23rd, 2013 by Suzanne | 1 Comment | Filed in random, those were the days, writing

I lost the art of blogging. When I began blogging all them years ago, I blogged more than once a day. I was trying to build a community, and that’s what I supposed to do. I loved it. Writing on a regular basis was great. I had lots of things to say, and I found blogging to be a perfect vehicle for snarky, sarcastic writing. When I look back at my posts from those early years, they crack me up.

Blogging regularly also made me more serious about writing. The problem with becoming more serious about writing is that I stopped using a stream-of-conscious style. This led to less snark, which made things less funny to read. Plus, as I grew more serious about writing, I started writing about generally less easy to mock subjects, like my grandfather’s family being killed in the Holocaust. Sure, I’ll make really horrible jokes about abortion, but not the Holocaust and my family. Hence it was kind of less fun to blog.

A lot of other unpleasant things happened that further slowed my blogging, and even made me not want to blog. I’m a navel-gazer blogger – I write about what is going on in my life. But sometimes that involves other people whose stories are not mine to share. I have a hard time holding back (as many of you know), so I just couldn’t blog.

Plus, I am burned out on politics. They just depress me too much at this point. Weren’t we supposed to be making progress now that Bush is gone? I am glad that Romney and McCain didn’t take office, but geez. Every day is a new punch in the face. It’s really hard to make fun of at this point. Except abortion jokes. If I ever lose my sense of humor about being a baby killer, folks, I really will move into a cave and hang with the bats. I hear that bats love killing the innocent unborn as well.

The other problem is that I have facebook and twitter, which generally allow me to express myself more succinctly. It kind of ruined my blogging ability. I can take the same topics I used to bitch about here on CUSS, but write one of two sentences and be done. Blogging requires (to me, anyway) paragraphs. Paragraphs require time and energy. I am not so good with either of those these days.

Still, here I am. I may be days or weeks late in approving comments (I am going to try and improve on that, starting with not assuming that there are no comments and therefore no need to check my CUSS email), but I’m glad to be here, continuing to gaze at my navel, thinking about writing, wishing I was still a funny writer in the breezy way I used to be, and plugging along. I’m super glad that I somehow still am allowed to be part of a blogging community.

Now that I had this little brain dump, maybe I will finally fall asleep. That would be awesome.

Me Again, Eating and Running Again

April 21st, 2013 by Suzanne | 3 Comments | Filed in yummy eats

Since I am incredibly boring now, and only write about writing, eating, and running, my first post in two months will be about eating. And running. I find the two are closely related. When I eat better, I run better. Funny how that works. Since I want to run better, I’ve been attempting to eat better.

This all brings me back to Swim Bike Mom’s Boost & Burn Plan. It was formerly a two part diet plan. The first three weeks were designed to burn fat, and the next phase was to boost metabolism on an ongoing basis. At least I think that’s what Phase II was about because I am relying on my memory, which we all know is terrible. The plan has been consolidated into one big plan now.

I was kind of bummed about this because I thought Phase I, for all its faults (which I outlined two posts ago and am too lazy to link back to, sorry), was pretty damn incredible. I lost weight quickly. Being a bit lighter, plus eating more efficiently, made me run much, much faster. I really wanted to do Phase II and see where it took me. Long story short, when I contacted Swim Bike Mom for the advertised discount on the new plan, she agreed to share it with me if I would re-review it. She said that all my criticisms had been addressed in the new version.

She was right. The new plan is incredible. It is very detailed. I got lots and lots of recipes, most of which I will not use because if I am too lazy to link to a post I wrote, then I am certainly too lazy to cook something for myself. This is why I also love the plan – you can do a lot of cooking with these tasty recipes, but if you hate cooking and are a lame-ass like me, you don’t need to and you will still eat well. This is genius. Serious genius.

The new plan also gives a lot of information on meal planning, which is great. I know what to pair together, how much of it, and when to eat it. Again, a big beef I had with the previous version is addressed. Fabuloso! Plus, there are a gazillion more smoothie recipes and snack ideas. I am obsessed now with Arctic Zero. Obsessed.

The author says that the first week is very hard, but I still found it fine. I wasn’t hungry for the most part. There was plenty of food. If I was hungry, I just shoved more veggies into my maw. Sometimes this zapped my hunger because the thought of eating another fucking vegetable made me want to cry. Sometimes it was because eating lots of veggies actually does quell hunger. Either way, it is effective.

Speaking of being lazy, I still hate that I have to print it myself (82 pages!!!), but I guess that’s the way publishing works these days. I console myself by not printing all of it, but just the pages I want to write on or take with me so I remember what the hell I am eating and when.

I haven’t lost more weight, but I also have not needed to. I’ve been off the wagon a bunch of times. It’s easy to climb back on. This is great because when I follow the plan more closely, I really do have greater workouts. I love this. it’s what fitness is about: being healthy and being able to do your best at things. If I am a little more slim as a result, great.

My bottom line is that The Boost & Burn program is a pretty amazing plan for being fit and healthy. I’m so glad to have found it. (The veggie growers of the world are probably happy, too, since I never used to buy their products and now my basket is full.)

Trying to Write When the Rest of Life Happens

February 21st, 2013 by Suzanne | 2 Comments | Filed in writing

It’s been almost two years since I began writing a novel, and coming up on five years since I decided I wanted to write about my grandfather. I had really wanted to finish the novel in two years. It’s not going to happen.

I’m maybe 65 percent there. I need time, though. Why can’t there be more hours in a day?

Sure, the novel will get finished. I just really, really wanted to finish it in two years, then take six months to a year to polish it up, then a year to find a publisher, then a year for it to come out so that it would coincide with my 40th year of existence. (“Happy 40th birthday! Here’s your shiny new novel!”) Which is kind of a silly way to unravel a first novel, yet that was my thinking.

The problem is only a little bit writing, and a lot of bit the rest of the things happening in recent times. Some emotionally draining things were taking place. Then I lost my job, which was one of the big emotionally draining things. This was good at first, as I wrote a lot and finished the first part of the novel. But then I began freaking out about not having a new job. And then I didn’t really know how to start the second part of the novel. Deadly combination.

The good news was that I got a new job. It turned out to be a job I really loved. I wrote a lot. But then the job became incredibly busy and made me super tired and not inclined to write at night. And then all sorts of other emotionally draining things that had been percolating exploded, and my time really grew tight. If I thought I was too tired to write before, I had a new understanding of what being tired was. Suddenly, going to the gym and watching hideous reality shows (“Property Wars,” anyone?) became a major achievement.

Still, I jotted down a sentence here or a paragraph there. It all adds up in the end. I don’t need to write 15 pages in one sitting. Sometimes 15 words is an achievement. Especially if the 15 words make up a full sentence or two.

My new hope is to finish the first draft of part two this summer. I have the ideas (mostly). If only I had the time. Certainly a common refrain, not only for writers.

10 Pounds of Baggage and a Diet Plan Review

February 3rd, 2013 by Suzanne | 9 Comments | Filed in random, yummy eats

Soooooo…. long time, no blogging. The last 18 months or so have been extremely challenging for me. There was a lot of bad shit going on in my family, a lot of bad shit going on in my professional life, and a lot of potential bad shit going on in the professional life of someone close to me. Plus, I am still working on my novel. Slowly.

All that stress and badness led not only to a complete lack of desire to blog, but also to gaining weight. Sure, I have been running a lot, which reduced stress enormously until it led to plantar fasciitis in both my feet, and thus more stress, but it wasn’t enough to combat the emotional eating. I put on ten pounds quickly and carried it around for a long time. Which also made it slightly harder to run. Whatever. Vicious cycles work that way, right?

Anyway, things are settling down a bit (the personal professional situation is a million times better, so that’s a huge relief), and I have an upcoming trip to Iceland. This trip requires wearing a bathing suit. I know that sounds absurd. Who wears a bathing suit in Iceland in mid-February? Well, people who are going to geothermal pools to relax do. The problem is that I not only look like a seal who escaped from a circus (complete with whiskers), but I can’t really close my board shorts over my hideous bathing suit. Some weight loss seemed reasonable.

While wringing my hands over this dilemma and eating PopTarts (did you know that they make them in Sugar Cookie flavor? DELICIOUS!!!), someone I knew via running and follow on Facebook wrote something about a metabolism booster diet that she tried. It seemed interesting. I followed the link.

The diet was developed by Swim Bike Mom, who is training for an extra challenging triathlon (although, seriously, I find the thought of a triathlon challenging enough) and needed to shed some pounds so that she could better compete. She worked with a nutritionist. They developed a metabolism boost diet that allowed her to train safely while losing weight. It is for sale as 3 Week Boost eBook (ie – a pdf buyers will get via email and can print themselves) for $12.

I thought, what the hell, for $12 I’ll try it out. I bought it and sat around staring at it for a few weeks before implementing the plan. I was a bit worried because there is a very dramatic introduction that warned me that I would be VERY HUNGRY in the first week (although the writer also lost ten pounds in that time), and I’m not so into hunger. I started with week two. After all, I’m only looking to lose ten pounds total. I was not hungry and lost three pounds, which was exciting until I went away for a long weekend and gained about two back. But still, not bad.

Since I was not hungry, I decided to try week one. I was also not hungry during that week, either. The whole thing is very high protein, lots and lots of vegetables, protein shakes that made me suspicious until I tried them, and some fruit. There are six meals a day, to be eaten every 2.5-3 hours. After week one, I lost four pounds or so. Nice. (Some of this will be recaptured during my Super Bowl eating activities, but whatever.)

Anyone who regularly exercises and wants a diet boost could probably do well on this. The main pro in my mind is how easy the meals are. I do not cook. I hate cooking. But I could find appropriate, prepared foods that worked well (Gorton’s Tilapia Filets – totally amazing!), and if I was not a hater of the stove, I suspect that cooking things on the diet would not be hard. Another big pro is that all the days are planned out, so it is easy to follow. Also, there is a lot of Greek yogurt in it, and I love Greek yogurt.

The cons, though, are that the plan is horrifically written. It says to eat 6 oz tilapia and chicken. Well, how should they be cooked? No idea. It says to eat cans of tuna, but not what size can. There’s no information on what to drink. I assumed that alcohol, pop, and artificially sweetened stuff was out (and sips of Diet Coke throughout the week was my cheat), but what about coffee or tea? No clue. Do I have to ear fat free Greek yogurt, or is 2% OK? Nada. On the Saturday meal plan, it said it was a flexible day and you could switch meals around. Could I do that on other days? I left a comment on the author’s blog asking that, and interpreted the response I received as snippy. (She said it was written in the plan that the order of meals could be changed, but I have re-read this many times, and it says that nowhere.) Annoyingly, the shopping list for the week, which should be awesome, sometimes has the wrong amounts to buy. (I just made my list by going through each day and tallying up the items.) Finally, there are typos. A lot of typos. Like instead of tsbp, 9sbp, or instructions to make a smoothie with a cup of water and water, rather than a cup of water and ice. For a pdf file that I have to print myself, $12 is a lot of money for these types of mistakes and omissions.

That said, I am glad that I am doing this diet. A friend of mine with a nutrition degree said it was very good. I have overall felt great on it, in the sense that I have not been hungry and have had lots of energy for hard workouts. It has forced me to eat vegetables. I believe that in the two weeks I followed this plan, I have eaten more veggies than I did in the past three months. Seriously. So thanks to Swim Bike Mom for sharing her plan, flaws and all. If anyone has any questions about it, email me. I’m happy to proselytize.

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New York Road Runners

November 2nd, 2012 by Suzanne | 2 Comments | Filed in Asshole idiots, evil, I love New York, other rants

A few weeks ago, when everything in NYC was normal, I became a member of the New York Road Runners. In the past year, I’d run five NYRR races: the 2011 Ted Corbitt 15K, the 2012 NYC Half Marathon, a 5K race, and a 10K race, and the Staten Island Half Marathon. When I decided to register for the 2012 Ted Corbitt 15K, I decided to become a member so that I could get a discount. Membership was only $45, and I think I saved $20 on the Staten Island race, so I figured that it would pay off because I’d do a few more races.

I was wrong.

The New York Road Runners is the nonprofit organization that hosts the NYC Marathon. As my previous two posts indicate, they grossly mishandled the situation. The very same parts I raced through in early October for the Staten Island Half (a great race, by the way) were the starting point for the Marathon, which was to take place Sunday. Those areas are completely destroyed. I noted all of the problems already, so I won’t harp on it. But it was clear for many, many reasons that the NYRR should have canceled Sunday’s race.

They finally did.

They canceled it, though, only after a huge public outcry. After money, time, and labor were invested in setting up for the race. After thousands of runners arrived in NYC. They didn’t cancel the race until the public relations were so bad that they really had no choice. It was a tainted race, and they knew it. Even that jackass Bloomberg said that it was canceled because they didn’t want people running under a cloud.

This organization put a lot of people at risk because of money. They should have canceled immediately, while the airports were still closed. However, something like 80% of their budget is derived from the Marathon. Do they not have disaster insurance in place? If not, that is insanely irresponsible. No organization should put so many eggs in one basket – especially one so dependent on decent weather conditions – without insurance. They also demonstrated extreme arrogance in the face of enormous suffering. Every single action they took screwed people – whether it was locals who didn’t get resources they needed because we were prepping for a marathon or the runners who trekked out here and now can’t get refunds for their travel.

They can take some action to save their reputation. They can donate the 60,000+ gallons of water they saved for the race to New Yorkers who have not had water for days. They can donate the energy gels and bananas to pantries and soup kitchens. They can still hold the pre-race pasta dinner, but do so in a community that was destroyed by the storm. They spit in the face of Staten Islanders, so that might be a good place, although it would really be great anywhere.

So what will they do next? I’m wearily watching. Their actions will dictate mine. If they don’t do what is right – even at this belated stage – I will never, ever sign up for an NYRR race. That will suck, since they sponsor most of the NYC races and I usually enjoy them enormously. If I can cancel my membership and get a refund, I will do so. I do not want to be affiliated with an organization that cares so little about its community.

The NYRR website states that, “Running takes your body, mind, and spirit to a better place. The simple act of putting one foot in front of the other and moving forward can make you healthier, happier, and more confident.” I love that. But NYRR has to live up to it, and it failed us as of now. Let’s see if they can make it right.

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Running Over New Yorkers’ Needs

November 2nd, 2012 by Suzanne | 4 Comments | Filed in Asshole idiots, evil, I love New York, mortification, other rants

I am sorry to harp on the disastrous idea of the NYC Marathon taking place on Sunday as originally planned, but the closer it gets, the more obvious it is that this is a totally and utterly inappropriate event right now.

Mayor Bloomberg and the New York Road Runners want to host this race. The mayor says it brings millions of dollars to the city, money we clearly need right now. However, it is clear that we won’t get as much as he claims it will bring. The airports just reopened, but thousands of flights were canceled, and it is unlikely that everyone scheduled to come can get here anyway. If they do, they can’t spend what they would have. Under normal circumstances, people would shop, eat out, and use various forms of transit. However, many shops and restaurants are closed. Hotels in various areas have been evacuated. Mass transit is running at a fraction of capacity, and today’s New York Times reported that soon there will be fewer cabs because of fuel shortages.

Further, Mayor Bloomberg and the New York Road Runners claim that the Marathon shows that New Yorkers are resilient. Yes, we are resilient. But we don’t need to prove that to the world – everyone already knows that we are a strong and amazing city. Unfortunately, we’ve shown this before. The way we showed it, however, was not by staging enormous events with 60,000+ people tromping through all five boroughs in previous crises. Instead, we showed it by banding together as a city, helping one another, and using our limited resources wisely. That is absolutely not what this race does.

Here’s the situation: As noted above, we have severe transportation issues. There are three hour waits for people from Brooklyn to get buses into Manhattan. There is no subway service below 34th Street at all. Buses do not run below 23rd at night because it is so dark it is dangerous. Taxis are about to run out of fuel, further reducing the ability to get people around. The ferry terminal in Staten Island has been extensively damaged, with only one slip operable. It is absolutely insane to try and bring 45,000+ runners to Staten Island and end with about as many in one place on the Upper West Side.

Speaking of Staten Island, the situation there is pretty gruesome. About 65% of residents have no power, meaning no electricity, no water, no flushing toilets. They are pulling bodies from flooded areas just blocks away from the start of the race. A makeshift morgue was set up in a local school to accommodate the bodies. People are begging for food and water, and for their streets to be cleared of trees and wires. What’s the city doing? Helping NYRR set up the start of the Marathon in the backyard of all of these people.

Further,the NYRR is setting up generators to power their fucking race course and port-a-potties to meet runners’ extensive needs through these very same areas. They have over 62,000 gallons of water for runners, and over 350 portable toilets. Hundreds, maybe thousands, of pounds of bananas and gels are available for the runners.

Far be it from me to suggest that the people in Staten Island, Brooklyn, Queens, and Manhattan with no power might need those supplies more than the need the supposed “morale boost” of thousands of people running through their communities while they suffer without basic needs. The Marathon is not only a logistical nightmare, but it is a slap in the face to people who live here. It shows that the mayor cares more about tourists and their dollars than the citizens and our long-term contributions to the city. Yes, the Marathon may bring in some dollars, but in the long-term, without a functioning city, we lose so much more. This is actually an immoral race at this point.

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New York City

October 31st, 2012 by Suzanne | 1 Comment | Filed in Asshole idiots, I love New York, mortification

I changed my flight back from London last week so that I could avoid being stranded due to Hurricane Sandy. On one hand, I thought that might be stupid – why rush home to sit through a nasty storm? It was likely that work would be closed, anyway. I would have loved another few days in London to do things I hadn’t had time to do in my few days: the Pathology Museum, tea at the Wolsely, and walking tours. On the other, what if I couldn’t get home in a timely fashion? I didn’t want to miss any more work than necessary, plus I had a class on Wednesday and an important doctor appointment on Friday. It seemed responsible and prudent to make sure I got home in a timely fashion.

As I sat in my apartment during the storm, it was bad, but not terrible. Wind howled. Rain fell. The Upper West Side was fine. Other parts of New York City were not. Power outages, flooding, a raging fires plagued my fellow New Yorkers. People died when trees fell on them. I watched the unfolding horror on TV and read about it on twitter. We were declared a federal disaster area.

It is horrible in some areas. We need all the resources we have targeted to helping the areas hit by this storm. I assumed that is what we would do. I was wrong.

As I walked around my neighborhood this morning, the sun shone. Around Central Park, people were busy cleaning leaves and branches. Runners darted around walkers. In the upper 60s, I encountered tons of trailers, generators, and other apparatus. When I realized they were using all of this equipment for the NYC Marathon, which is scheduled for Sunday, I was horrified.

What the fuck is the city thinking? We don’t have the resources to clear and secure the race route right now. There are people without power and in shelters, and we are wiring Central Park and cleaning it for a race? And even if there weren’t other needs, how are tens of thousands of people going to get to and from the race with no subway service? The logistics of the race are complex in the best of times; this is a time when NYC has been declared a disaster area.

Sure, I know the race generates money, but the airports have been closed. How are the runners even going to get here? And once they are here, how do they get from the airport to their hotels? (The same hotels that may be housing people with no power?) We don’t have enough taxis to serve the people who live here and the people coming for the race. HOW CAN A PLACE BE BOTH A DISASTER AREA AND ONE CAPABLE OF A MAJOR, OPTIONAL EVENT INVOLVING TENS OF THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE? It is insane. It is Bloomberg trying to have his cake and everyone else’s cake and eat it all while blindfolded.

Hosting the Marathon is a sign that things are normal, an optimistic look at the future. But we are not there yet. The Marathon is just a waste of resources at this point, an insult to the people who live here. We can’t handle this type of event right now. It’s just asking for another disaster. We need to be smart, do the right thing, and cancel the race.

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Hometowns

October 25th, 2012 by Suzanne | No Comments | Filed in Jewishness, random, sadness

My second trip to Warsaw was another set of revelations. The first involves basic facts: my grandfather’s sister, Doba Rajsman, married a man named Icchak Srodogora, whose mother, I just learned, was a woman named Rojza Rajsman. Were Doba and Icchak cousins, or is the shared last name just a coincidence? It’s hard to know. On one hand, it is very common for Orthodox Jews to marry cousins, especially at that time. On the other, the Srodogoras lived in what was then a neighboring impoverished town (now it is part of Warsaw), but maybe my grandfather’s parents had also lived there before moving to the Warsaw neighborhood of Powisle, which was a dangerous slum. More research is needed, I think.

The second revelation was how much I love Warsaw itself and how much I feel like I belong there, even if I can’t speak the language. I love its streets and its parks. I love the street art and the museums. I love the people who I have been fortunate to meet, Varsovians of my generation who are interested in the past and thoughtful about the future. I love the sense that I am returning to finish something, even if it is maybe something that should be left unfinished. I’m not really sure it will be finished.

This genealogical story is a puzzle. I have a few pieces of the border, a few pieces of the middle, and a wide open space in which many pieces are probably lost forever. When I spend time in Warsaw, my mind starts to fill in that space. When I knew my grandfather, the only feelings he expressed toward Poland were anger and bitterness. I probably would feel that way too. I don’t think he’d approve of my love of his former hometown – he was done with Poland, never to return, and I think he wanted to keep us far away from the place that caused him so much pain.Yet when I am there, I feel closer to him than I do in the US. Warsaw, in its different forms and times, is something we share.

When I am in Warsaw, I am surrounded by ghosts, but somehow it also feels like I have come home.

Is He/She Good for Israel?

October 14th, 2012 by Suzanne | 2 Comments | Filed in Jewishness, mortification, other rants

Through this (and every) election, I hear a lot of American Jews wringing their hands, worrying if this candidate or that candidate will be “good for Israel.” Increasingly, I cannot stop thinking that the worst candidate for Israel is Israel itself.

Let me be clear: I believe that the state of Israel is legitimate, that is has a right to exist, and that it should exist. If I have learned anything from history it is that Jews will eventually be persecuted and forced to leave whatever country in which they live. This is the sad truth, and I accept it. We need a Jewish homeland. This current country was established by international law, wars were fought and won, and that’s it: the basic story is over and done. No “right of return” and all that, although maybe I can see some type of compensation for people’s losses, but I’m not sure how that would work. The point is, there is Israel, and it is legitimate.

That said, I will not give Israel more liberty to discriminate and act towards others with malice than I will my own country. It is absolutely true that there are some Palestinians who do not want, and will never accept, peace. However, that is also absolutely true of some Israelis. These people will never accept that the entire land is not theirs, and that they are not superior to the people how also live there. I am full of rage at the right-wing nut jobs and vile settlers who pillage and destroy Palestinian lands and shops; they are also terrorists, undermining any chance at stability, which is exactly what these hatemangers want. And just as Israelis accuse the Palestinians of coddling their extremists, so does the Israeli government. Two sides, equally wrong.

Further, the rise of extreme zealotry amongst Jews has been coddled by the Israeli government. Women are regularly assaulted as they attempt to pray at the Western Wall, while soldiers stand by and watch. Girls are spat on by grown men for wearing clothes that they deem “not modest” because their sleeves only cover their elbows, not their wrists. Bus lines refuse to take ads that depict women in them, radio stations refuse to let female voices be heard on the air. Honestly, what is the difference between this and the hardline Islamic practices that non-Israeli Jews spend so much time condemning?

So Israel, if you think I will support you with a blank check, you are wrong. You are creating a state that is destroying itself with hate and intolerance. Fortunately, I see hope in the work of your wonderful committed progressive activists (who the government has investigated, another act of fascism that needs to be widely condemned) who work for equality for all and human rights as a baseline. I’m glad that I can do something to support their work through the New Israel Fund.

I want Israel to exist. I want it to be a good place for all people, just like I would like the US to actually achieve the equality and human rights and we claim we have. This is something, though, that Israelis also have to want. Right now, I don’t think the “leadership” of Israel is very good for Israel.

Things that Are Awesome in 5773

September 22nd, 2012 by Suzanne | No Comments | Filed in fashion Suzanne-style, hilarity, Jewishness, oh happy day, unshaved snatch

Good things about for me in 5773, this new Jewish New Year that began Sunday night. I started a new job last week, and I am loving it. I have not said something like this in years, if ever. I also have an essay that was accepted for publication by Freshly Hatched the online lit mag of Freerange Nonfiction. I am not going to try and pretend I am not balls out excited by this. As soon I it is published, the link will obviously be provided.

I also really, really love this:

When was the last time I posted about unshaved snatch? I don’t know. But this towel cracks my ass up. I say just add a little fur to the legs, and it’s perfect.

Speaking of unshaved snatch, I love this article by my online friend Alyssa Royce about why she chooses to not have pubic hair. I’m all for ladies to determine for themselves what they do with and to their bodies, so even though I will never, ever go that route, good for her for doing what is best for her. My big opposition to the whole hairless thing is the pressure that is put on women go pube-less or be deemed disgusting, dirty freaks. (I may in fact be a disgusting, dirty freak, but not because I have pubes.) However, I’ll not judge a woman for her decision so long as she leaves me the fuck alone about mine. (That said, I will judge the fuck out of men who pressure ladies to remove pubes when they themselves don’t feel the need to subject themselves to wax, razors, lasers, whatever on their genitalia. And don’t give me that shit about shaving one’s face counting. It doesn’t.)

Here’s to hoping that 5773 continues to bring good things. L’shava tova and g’mar chativa tova!

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