The Inevitable Decline of Food/Sex/Poop


Likes and Dislikes

One beautiful evening, my sister and I are out in the backyard weeding the cucumbers. As we weave between the rows, she suddenly turns to me and says:

“Jessica, what don’t you like?”

Her English is a little shaky, so I take my time replying. “What do you mean? Like food…or…people..?”


“Well, I don’t really like bugs, especially bees. I don’t like eating fat. I don’t like it when people are mean.” I answer, wondering where this line of questioning is coming from.

“Oh.” she answers, “I don’t like China.”



I don’t know if y’all heard about me…

…but today I was at long last invited by Ye Olde Peace Corps’s to join them in a twenty-seven month Mongolian Engagement.

This means that this blog is about to get Real Differn’t Real Soon.

Now begins the Last Days of America for me.

The Next Two Months: