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Writer, editor, loyal Gear, Quendor historian and Tuesday chanteuse. Not a big fan of the Oxford comma.

This is where I ferret away shiny baubles I find on the internet. Expect a high concentration of the following: media criticism, internet memes, gender identity, video games, menstrual activism, communication technology, needlepoint, flexitarian cuisine, graphic arts, human rights, writing/publishing, Metalocalypse fandom and about a million billion pictures of my cats.

The views expressed here are my own (except where otherwise indicated) and do not reflect the views of my employer, family, friends or kitties.

Always a good night when you have a story in your queue slugged “Bible beat-down.”

"Exactly how many pirate adventures did Dora the Explorer go on?!"

— OH in the newsroom, while editing community event listings.

Protip: If you’re submitting art to be printed in your local newspaper, please avoid using an Instagram filter.

Really, our press color profile is going to reduce your masterpiece to a grainy pile of washed-out dreck.

"I am offended that the Muslim culture can have a building that may hold 50 people and can pile 120 into a building without being disturbed by the fire marshal. I am offended by the official committee that permit Muslims to park anywhere on their building property piled next to each other with no parking regulation while I, as a follower of the Savior Jesus Christ, would be required to have every parking area blocked off to the letter, marked off by a professional, or be fined. I certainly cannot pile 120 people into my place of worship if it does not hold 120 people without a visit from the fire department. here should be equal rights for the Christian."

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From a letter to the editor we ran recently. Poe’s Law is in full effect here.

To put it into context, the rest of the letter railed similarly against birth control, foreign policy and the influx of non-English speakers.

Lotta hand-wringing over farmer’s/farmers’/farmers market today.

NASCAR on one TV, 60 Minutes on the other

My heart overfloweth.

What’s black and white and red all over? This ink-saturated copy of The Gazette that a reader just brought to our building. Evidently we sent her the Satanic edition of the paper by accident.

Co-worker just announced her pregnancy by serving the whole newsroom mini pink and blue cookies

The whole room is smiling, and I’m looking up baby blanket patterns.

This office climate control sucks. I’m peeled all the way down to my tank top, and if I thought I could get away with losing the pants, I’d do that too.

"Carter tried using sprays on some of her decorative plants. But the cankerworms seem undeterred. She walks through her yard with a bamboo stick. She swipes the webbing from the branches creating what looks like an unsavory cone of cotton candy."

— That crunching sound might be a cankerworm. So much for the breakfast test.