Please God, Make Me Straight!

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After posting MADness last week, someone asked why in the world I wanted to be like Rachel, the girl bully who terrorized me and other kids. While I hungered for her ham sandwiches, coveted her hip wardrobe, and admired her glossy bubblegum-smelling lips, more than anything– I wanted Rachel’s balls. Rachel wasn’t afraid of anyone […]

Finger Lickin Good

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One of the great ironies of my life is that I’m a girl who was raised on a commune in Northern California, forced to eat Soysage and Tofurky for most of my childhood. And today I work for many of the once forbidden fast-food giants, promoting food once only in my dreams – now literally […]