Julie explores life with curiosity, creativity, and connection. I share observations with humor, offering perspective on the world and how it shapes us—lightening life’s complexities along the way.
This weekend a guy informed me there was no racism in the NFL (Facebook expert) Oh really? Despite decades of public proclamations about equality and progress, racism remains deeply embedded in the fabric of the National Football League (NFL). On the surface, the league presents a multicultural tapestry of players,
Move over, Wall Street! Step aside, Silicon Valley! It turns out the real money — the REAL gravy train — is in… protesting. Yes, according to the certified geniuses who comment on every news article with an American flag emoji and a complete misunderstanding of the First Amendment, we seasoned citizens aren’
Today, we honor the life and legacy of Pope Francis, a man whose impact reached far beyond the walls of the Vatican or the confines of any one faith. To many of us who are not Catholic, and some of us who are not religious at all, Pope Francis stood
Is the USA a Good Partner? Not with Trump 2.0 at the Wheel. Once upon a time, the United States was considered a reliable partner. Sure, we were a little arrogant, occasionally oblivious, and sometimes overstepped our bounds—but we could be counted on for a handshake deal, a
Repeating this in case you missed it the first time. Repeating because it is URGENT! I’m calling it as it is. I don't care whether you agree with me or not, just check your response with your gut. My gut never lies to me. I’ve had
Back when summers felt like they were made to last and neighbors actually knew each other’s dogs’ names, there was a fifth-grade boy named Dale and one very determined little red wagon. Now, this wasn’t some soulless plastic contraption with a Bluetooth tracker and cup holders. No sir—
Dear friends, foes, and fellow screamers, Today’s mood is brought to you by “The Scream”, but reimagined with marshmallow Peeps, which somehow feels… just right. Because nothing says “existential dread in pastel form” quite like a bunny-shaped sugar bomb silently howling into the abyss. If Edvard Munch had lived
Ah, Easter. A sacred day of brunches, blessings, and—as it turns out—bumping a Tesla with the subtle grace of a distracted valet goat. Yes, we may have “kissed” the rear end of a white Tesla Model 3 while maneuvering into a questionably tight parking spot on a hill
This week, I interrupt the usual snark to acknowledge something bigger than the latest clown car on the national stage: the Earth is quietly staging her annual comeback tour. No hashtags. No press release. Just soft blooms pushing through hardened ground like it’s no big deal. It’s Easter,
“I Broke It Just for You: The Trump Guide to Destruction, Duct Tape, and Demands for Worship” By America’s Most Exhausted Fact-Checker Ladies and gentlemen, patriots and fellow victims of political whiplash, gather ’round as we pay homage to the undisputed master of break-it-yourself governance—Donald J. Trump, the
American Edge Project: Because Nothing Says ‘Freedom’ Like a Facebook-Funded Front Group —Brought to you by the same folks who brought you algorithmic rage and your Aunt Linda’s descent into QAnon. Patriotism, folks—it’s no longer about public service, civic engagement, or even basic human decency. Nope. In
By Someone Who Still Reads Books and Doesn’t Bow to Golden Statues of Grifters Congratulations, America! If you’ve been losing sleep over whether or not we’re teetering on the edge of authoritarianism, worry no more—we’ve gone ahead and jumped straight into the Dictator Starter Kit™