the book of magnolia

the book of magnolia

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run the damn ball.

[if you are reading this there is basically no chance that you don't know what the charity bowl is, how unbelievably amazing the total was this year, and how spencer put a period at the end of this week's sentence. but in the off chance you

mother tongue.

[let me start by saying that the following is my story, but it also touches on someone else's story. as the prophet tracy lauren meadow once said, people have to learn how to tell stories without implicating those who may not want their stories told. so i am

fix your hearts. or die.

when you became denise, i told all of your colleagues, those clown comics, to fix their hearts or die. - david lynch as gordon cole, "twin peaks: the return" (2017) today, of course, is trans day of visibility. it is one hell of a time (derogatory) to be

rock and roll lifestyle.

and how much did you pay for your rock and roll t-shirt that proves you were there, that you heard of them first - "rock and roll lifestyle," cake in high school in the 90s, i was a self-defined and self-professed alternateen bad-ass (shout out that weird kid

day job.

has it been eleven years since i stood here with my peers? - gin blossoms, "day job" seven weeks ago, i switched jobs at my firm. i have worked at the same place, except for while i was in law school, for over 20 years, which honestly might

the playbook.

i live in alabama's second congressional district, a district that was created after the government of my state was told THREE SEPARATE TIMES that the map they created and the reasons why it was created were so racist that even this supreme court was like "whoa, dudes,

things happen.

i don't know what else that you want me to say to you things happen, that's all they ever do, all they ever do... - "things happen," dawes in this age, every horrible thing that happens at every moment in every place gets custom

hello. again.

there once was a blogger called magnolia. that was me, in my late 20s, chronicling the implosion of one version of my life and the blossoming of another. i told my story through a series of half-truths, composite characters, hiding in plain sight, and a little of what we now