MLK Day

“I have a black son, I wonder if he’s mad that I’m working today,” the 40something white woman says.
The 50something overweight lesbian laughs on her way to the fridge.

It's not so much that it's a bummer that I'm working on MLK's day, or that I know the baconstrippers are probably out riding in the snow whilst I toil, it's the fact that my ipod, the instrument with which I drown out the above bullshit, is sitting at home plugged in, updated and charging.

-M

no aged lesbians or middle aged white women were harmed in the writing of this blog post.