Queering the Triathlete (and Other Discomforts)

A Melancholy Zebra determined to strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.


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10 Tips for Driving in the Rain (and Other Life Adventures)

I’m making a bit of a title revision:

10 Tips for Driving in the Rain from a Disgruntled East Coaster Who Just Wants to Get to the Grocery Store Without Injury. 

Anyway. When I composed this in my head chugging along the freeway while those around me seemed to have no clue what rain even *was*, the post got pretty scathing.

I will try to tone it down for the sake of the Zen-ness I’m trying to pass along with these tips. No one goes to a bitch to learn how to be calm.

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The White Crayon is Boring: Justifying My Qualifications

No, really. What good is the white crayon? Generally speaking, the sheet of drawing paper is white, so if the artist needs something to be white, they use the negative space. Actually drawing with it ends up pointless. You want someone to see your drawing? Pick up a bright crayon. Use the blue. Use the red. Use the purple. Hell, use the tan. Just don’t bother with the white one.

So, perhaps you can imagine my exasperation when presented with this prompt: “In an essay, discuss… Please include any experiences, challenges, or opportunities…; how you might contribute to social or cultural diversity…; and/or how you might serve educationally underrepresented segments of society with your degree.”

… I am a skinny white girl with blue eyes and multiple liberal arts degrees. COME ON NOW.

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