a place for public thoughts

i have been coerced by the power of the internet to download dream daddy and then i figured, i wanted a place to talk about it that wasn't twitter here are my thoughts. spoilers, i guess, for a dad dating sim? (words i never thought i'd say, but here we are.) i'll update as i play through other storylines and such. general: - i am really glad that this game exists in a universe where none of the drama is around the fact that your dad is queer. it's all interpersonal stuff, and not at all related to the fact that you're a dad trying to date another dad. it's nice to be able to play out a queer storyline without feeling like i need to worry about another shoe dropping. even in places where you'd think it could potentially get antagonistic about your dad being Not Straight, it never goes there. - the dialogue is just so hilarious. there are dad jokes and bad puns aplenty, but also just the general interactions between characters is fantastic. i definitel...

I grew up with two athletic parents. My dad played basketball and, for a time, coached youth teams. My mom, who's 5'1" at most, also played basketball, and if I'm remembering the stories they told me correctly, she had a bit of a reputation as someone who was overlooked because of her size, but who definitely had all the Heart and Grit you could ask for. I think my parents would have loved it if I showed interest in sports as a kid. My dad would take me out to a basketball court; I was pretty good at dribbling but shooting was beyond my skill or interest level. I think we tried badminton in the yard once and I'm pretty sure I hated it. My parents enrolled me in swimming lessons, but once it came time to dive headfirst into the pool -- just from the side, in the shallow end, not even from the diving board -- I noped out pretty quickly. I tried tap dancing once. I don't know that I ever made it past the first lesson. I was more interested in books and music, ...

on twitter, i made an offer -- one which still stands. for every $10 you donate to a civil rights/immigrant rights/general anti-fascist/etc. organization, i will write you 100 words on a topic of your choosing. caitlin came through with an awesomely generous $100 donation to the international rescue committee and gave me a few prompts to pick from. me being me, i decided to write slightly over 1000 words on all of them. my offer still stands. make a donation, show me some receipts (blur out your personal info!) and i'll write you some stuff. * * * Things That Jonathan Toews Has Probably Said Out Loud At Least Once Where do you source your quinoa from? I mean, it’s a great food but its sudden rise in popularity is creating a real hardship for the people who grow and live on this. Is this sustainable? Please, leave your shoes by the door. I’ve got house slippers for visitors right over here in this basket. I’ve actually been giving a lot of thought to cre...

Eight years ago, around this time, I was sitting on a bus in the lot by the Pentagon, full mostly of people I hadn’t met until a few days prior. I had traveled to DC with a small group of fellow Chicagoans to join the Lesbian & Gay Bands of America as they marched in the inaugural parade. The LGBA was the first openly gay organization to be invited to march in the parade. The band was made of of members of bands from across the country. Many of the participants were old friends, from years of attending national conventions and events together. For some, like me, this was the first time participating at the national level. But it didn’t matter if it was your day 1 or day 1000 with the LGBA, everyone was immediately your new best friend.   The whole event was grueling -- long days, endless practices, freezing weather, lots of time on your feet. You’re exhausted, you haven’t been sleeping well, all you’ve been doing is traveling and go go go, but it’s full of memories I’l...