Day Fourteen-Guess what the word was on page 29?*

Dear Hillary, I know, I know… You’re surprised to hear from me. I just told everyone I jumped ship, what – less than a month ago? Here’s the thing- I’m willing to come back. But I need to be wooed. You know, charmed? That thing your husband does oh. So. Well? Sorry, still too soon?… Continue reading Day Fourteen-Guess what the word was on page 29?*

Being Green, Unsubscribing, and an ode to my fellow Gauchos

Dear Democratic Congressional Campaign Committee, The year Bill Clinton first ran for President, I was 16. Well in reality, he likely started campaigning when I was 15.  I was enamored. I still am.  When I turned 18, I registered as a Democrat and proudly voted him back into office when I was 20.  If he… Continue reading Being Green, Unsubscribing, and an ode to my fellow Gauchos