Author: meghan

  • Why Aren’t There More Women In STEM? I Think I’ve Solved The Problem.

    Why Aren’t There More Women In STEM? I Think I’ve Solved The Problem.

      Spoiler alert:  It’s the acronyms.   STEM stands for Science, Tech, et Math. I think. I don’t really know. I never really learned what that acronym stands for. Because what I did learn, at a very young age — yea, before I became A Woman Who Was Turned Off By STeM, were the other acronyms.  …

  • What’s Cooking?

    What’s Cooking?

    I used to shit on cooking. Like, a lot. *looks back at that unsavory sentence* *decides to leave it in anyway*   Basically, I would run around boasting, “I can’t cook!” “I can’t cook!” like it was some kind of badge of Third-Wave Feminist Honor. No I will not get back in the kitchen and make…

  • Be Prepared

    Be Prepared

        At any given time, I will have at least 5 tampons in my bag. 24/7/365. In the name of “being prepared.”   But that’s not all: of the 3 bags I carry with me on a regular basis (purse, backpack, and tour bag), each of them have their own set of Emergency Items:…

  • Hate-Watching “Snog, Marry, Avoid”

    Hate-Watching “Snog, Marry, Avoid”

      Generally speaking, I’m not a huge fan of makeover shows anyway. in the Venn Diagram of “Things I Hate” and “Things I Watch Ironically,” “Makeover Shows” stay squarely in the former category. Maybe it’s the little girl inside me, who remembers being forced to wear way-too-uncomfortable tights with dresses, who naturally recoils at the…

  • My Little Problem With The Big Sick

    My Little Problem With The Big Sick

      So the other day, I watched the romantic comedy The Big Sick! I’d been wanting to see this movie for a long time, basically since it first came out and was immediately heralded by critics. Now, if you know anything about the movie, you know that it’s the true story of the early days of comedian Kumail Nanjiani…

  • Burning Man Tips, From Somebody Who’s Been There (And Learned The Hard Way)

    Burning Man Tips, From Somebody Who’s Been There (And Learned The Hard Way)

      I actually don’t have words to describe how heartbroken I am that I won’t be attending Burning Man this year. Every time I smell the wood-fired pizza place across the street, I am taken back to the bonfires of that first burn (see above, look how sunburnt I am!). If YOU are going, tell…

  • Reaching For The Light

    Reaching For The Light

    As you know, it was recently MY BIRTHDAY* *yes, it was like, a week and a half ago, but to me, a birthday is more like a state of mind! And when I decide I want special treatment, it’s My Birthday.   So, I was still in a Birthday State of Mind when I was…

  • How To Thrift Shop like A Brooklyn Hipster, Or Somebody Who Looks Like They Might Be In A Band

    How To Thrift Shop like A Brooklyn Hipster, Or Somebody Who Looks Like They Might Be In A Band

      I honestly feel like I don’t get enough credit for being as well-dressed as I am. But I AM! I am so well-dressed, in fact, that a few years ago, at the John Lennon memorial sing-along, I got cornered mid-song by a middle-aged man who interrogated me: “Hey, don’t I know you?” “I don’t think so,”…

  • New Jersey Is Nothing To Be Afraid Of

    New Jersey Is Nothing To Be Afraid Of

      It never occurred to me before, but I was raised to be afraid.   Maybe you were, too?   From as far back as I can remember, up until the most recent conversation I’ve had with my parents, I’ve been cautioned to be safe. “Give me a ring when you get home!” “Be careful…

  • Currently… in August 2018

    Currently… in August 2018

      FEELING:  SWEATY. This summer is HOT, HOT, HOT! I mean, yeah, duh, global warming and all that. The humidity in NYC is, as it is every summer, occasionally unbearable! I saw people PUKING from heat the other day. It’s brutally intense! As a result, I’ve been mostly a homebody this month. There’s places I wanna…

  • So You Think You Can Turn 34

    So You Think You Can Turn 34

      If you don’t blog about your birthday, are you even a blogger?   More accurately, if you don’t blog about your feelings about your birthday, do you get any older?   In a way, I won’t be getting any older on my actual birthday. BECAUSE: for some odd reason, I’ve been referring to myself as “34”…

  • Highlights From My 33rd Twirl Around The Sun

    Highlights From My 33rd Twirl Around The Sun

    July 31st is my birthday! I have been a bit quiet about it on here… frankly, I’ve been quiet about a lot on here, this past year. This year was intense — by which I mean, it had some of the highest highs and the lowest lows — but overall, I’m surprised to admit that the highs…

  • “Yes I’m Stubborn, Your Point Is?” aka, Why I Won’t Be Seeing Mamma Mia 2, And Haven’t Seen Mamma Mia 1, and My Top 20 Personal Favorite ABBA Songs To Boot

    “Yes I’m Stubborn, Your Point Is?” aka, Why I Won’t Be Seeing Mamma Mia 2, And Haven’t Seen Mamma Mia 1, and My Top 20 Personal Favorite ABBA Songs To Boot

      I used to vehemently deny that I was stubborn. That’s how stubborn I was!   20. Arrival 19. Super Trooper 18. Lay All Your Love On Me   Man, things have gotten so much easier now that I’ve just embraced my stubbornness. I mean, of COURSE I’m stubborn! Look, I had braces and retainers for FIVE YEARS, and as soon as they…

  • I Love Hate Clicks (And You Can’t Stop Me)

    I Love Hate Clicks (And You Can’t Stop Me)

      Yes, I read the blog post. The one everyone was talking about: Men Prefer Debt-Free Virgins Who’ve Never Spoken To Anyone Outside Their Immediate Family, by The Brainwashed Wife. I kid, I kid! But you know the one. Look, far be it from me to criticize someone for blogging their unpopular opinions. Lorde knows I’ve done…

  • Facebook Is Past Its Peak… But What Do We Do Now???

    Facebook Is Past Its Peak… But What Do We Do Now???

      Ahh yes, Facebook. I have been on Facebook for the past 12 years or so. 2005? 2006? Yeah, I remember Facebook’s humble roots. I remember Facebook when it was TWITTER! You had to have a college email address to sign up, and the only thing you could do was post “status updates” which completed…

  • Free The Museums!!! A Handy Guide To Hunting Down The Finest (And Free-est) Museums In NYC

    Free The Museums!!! A Handy Guide To Hunting Down The Finest (And Free-est) Museums In NYC

      TBH, I’m always stumped when people ask me what my “hobbies” are. Like… I’m an adult??? I don’t have hobbies???   My jobs are so amazing, they can sometimes feel like hobbies (paranormal, true crime, arts and crafts, these are hobbies!). And then I’m like, “What do I do outside of work that counts as a hobby?” and…

  • Gluteny Foods That I Would Eat If I Could, But I Can’t, So I Don’t

    Gluteny Foods That I Would Eat If I Could, But I Can’t, So I Don’t

      So the other day, my BGFF told me that she saw gluten digestive aid for sale. Like, pills that would help me digest gluten! Do these work? Can it be true? Yours Truly is very nearly having a B-I-R-T-H-D-A-Y, and when she blows out the candles, she’ll be wishing that it does work. That maybe, like a Fairy Godmother, the…

  • Get Me Outta This Dystopia…Take Me Back To Jersey Shore

    Get Me Outta This Dystopia…Take Me Back To Jersey Shore

      If you ever wondered whether “my generation” would someday look back on the Jersey Shore days with fondness and nostalgia, then I can answer, YES.   Jersey Shore premiered on December 3rd, 2009. Like, feels like a lifetime ago, doesn’t it? That’s just the illusion caused by the nonstop onslaught of horrifying news that leaves us feeling hopeless about…

  • Fear Itself

    Fear Itself

      It would figure that, as soon as my life starts going Really Well, I’d begin getting random, life-halting panic attacks. And I mean it when I say that my life is going really well! I love my job, my tours are really fulfilling, my boyfriend is fantastic, my apartment is dreamy, and I’m financially…

  • Ass To Plastic

    Ass To Plastic

      It’s 87º — do you know where your ass is? If you’re one of the literally millions of commuters aboard the NYC MTA, chances are, your sweaty upper thighs and gluteus maximuses are sticking right to the plastic seats aboard your chosen train. That’s right. It’s ASS TO PLASTIC SEASON.     The phenomenon known as “Ass to Plastic” (or…