Graffiti Girls of Loserville
The blue graffiti had not graced the bike path 20 minutes before, when I’d pedaled eastward along the river to the beat of Lady Gaga’s “Americano.” Upon my return, the…
Blog by Niki Popilsky
Kids These Days
Something about the two boys on the sidewalk outside my house seemed odd. They walked slowly, shoulder to shoulder, like Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum on downers. Same height, same…
Hands Down, Jealousy is the Worst
My heart broke for the first time at the age of 16 when I learned my boyfriend had kissed another girl at a wrestling match a few towns south. It…
Zen and Hollywood Behind the Wheel
There is something to be said for living in a small port city of less than 50,000 at the eastern edge of the pacific northwest with nothing more than a…
Down with the Dick Pics!
Once upon a time on a late Saturday night during a single phase, I struck up a game of Word Chums with a random player who supposedly matched my skill…
Bad Behavior
Nothing ruffles the feathers of my humanity more than bad behavior. Our society is drowning in it lately. When our supposed leaders, role models and protectors cannot recognize the difference…