Rebekah Kuschmider

The news cycle feels like a roller coaster ride these days. We’re all sitting in this little car, plunging up and down without any control over anything. But at least we have Dan Rather along for the ride.

CANCER NEEDS TO KEEP ITS GRUBBY MITTS OFF OF OUR ARTISTIC LEGENDS, DAMMIT.

You all know what that means, right? Matching “Thank you for being a friend” t-shirts and “Picture it! Sicily, 1932!” tote bags for everyone! Wheeee! Oh, and cheesecake. So much cheesecake!

If your marriage is anything like mine, your text history with your spouse is a mixture of topics, often several at once. It’s not unheard of for me and my husband to be flirting in one text and talking about what time our son’s soccer game is in the next — and those texts minute be sent seconds apart.

See, sex requires everyone in the room be on board for whatever is happening. Some people like to think that they’re so in tune with their partner that they know what they can do and what they can’t do, but that’s a dangerous supposition. At any moment during a sexual encounter, something can change. Consent can be withdrawn.

Dating can be awkward and weird, especially when things seem to be going well and the time comes to discuss big issues. We’ve all have conversations about careers, and kids, and travel, and birth control, and abortion, and HIV status, and million other cringe-worthy topics but have you ever asked if your date owns a gun?

We have all made it through another madcap week here in 2017. All kinds of groovy things have been going on — and by groovy, I mean things that make everyone ask: 'Dude, is he on drugs? No? Then am I on drugs? Because this is all too weird not to involve drugs.'

So, you’re on your way to work. You’re dragging and want a little pick-me-up before you hit the office.

As the weeks of the Trump administration march awkwardly on, the question of

BOOM, GOP. Try talking smack about the guy who got the death penalty for homegrown terrorist, Timothy McVeigh. Dare ya!