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As American As Lychee Pie


My first blog post garnered four (4!) views from Iceland, making it clear I’ve attained cult status among the raiders from the north. Góðan daginn, my friends! After years of detesting you for your treatment of the Mighty Ducks at the Junior Olympic Games, I’ve decided that you are the tops, or at least the tops at Googling ‘Sally Draper’s Period’. (No judgment — I did it too!)

I had big dreams when I started this blog — dreams to write about a fictional character’s entry into puberty. I made that dream come true, and not gonna lie, it was fun. But how long can I ride this wave? Was there ever a wave to begin with? Was it like when your mom tries to do the wave at a sporting event, and you get all embarrassed and go “Mo-om!” and roll your eyes because god, parents?

Probably the third one.

I just learned that NBC has started up American Ninja Warrior, filmed on these bountiful shores and joining the Olympics for NBC’s “Summer of Making You Think About Going to the Gym”. I did love to watch Sasuke and I’m a huge fan of obstacle course shows, but can American Ninja Warrior top it’s predecessor? (Or the reigning champ of my heart, Wipeout?)

Of course it can’t! Wipeout is amazing. But let’s bullet point this baby anyway.

  • Competitors compete in a Sasuke-esque qualifying round, complete with old faithfuls like the Bridge of Blades and the Warped Wall.
  • Not nearly as many novelty contestants in ridiculous costumes — does Wipeout have the market cornered on this? When it comes to spandex-clad comedians falling in the drink, Japan’s got us beat.
  • Sasuke has an unseen, fast-talking commentator distanced from the action and stone cold in his assessment of the competitors, we’ve got a couple of charisma-free white guys in suits telling us that “he’s really an inspiration” and “he’s having a lot of trouble with the salmon ladder”. Sorry my fine white bros, but Sasuke‘s mystery commentator is the real inspiration.
  • We have a pretty lady interviewing contestants course-side! Pretty ladies, they sure love to grab soundbites. Almost as much as shoes, amirite? In the category of equal opportunity reporting (or the illusion of) we have a tie!
  • We love cash and prizes and there’s $500k up for grabs in the U.S. I don’t remember any mention of prizes so I assume that on Sasuke they do it to literally win a spot at ninja college. Doing something just for the challenge? How thoroughly un-American! Gimme the $500K any day.
  • Wait, there’s a prize? That means there’s a winner! One of the best parts of Sasuke was that it could end in the second round with everyone solemnly hanging their heads, haunted by the dark specter of failure. Here, you don’t even have to finish the first course to qualify because 15 contestants are guaranteed to go to Vegas! Are they just going to give the cash to the person who tries the hardest, or who makes the most impressive diorama of Mount Midoryama?  Sasuke, I’ve got your back.
  • ANW has a new feature where the competitor with the lowest time goes to the ‘hot seat’ because they lose their spot if anyone beats them. A seat of shame?! How were you not on top of this, Japan? Isn’t shame your #1 favorite thing? I learned that from a movie where Tom Cruise turns Japanese and it is based on history, so anyway…for shame, Japan.
  • If you enjoy men whose shaved heads aren’t fooling anyone then: USA! USA! USA!

And the winner is. . .

What? I told you it would win.




A short video made for my Screenwriting 1 class last year using Xtranormal. Much like everything else in my life, it’s a lot of build up for next to no payoff! Anyway, I highly recommend you waste two minutes of your life on it.

Mad Menstruation


Internet, there is an important conversation we need to have. A word of warning: that important conversation is about Sally Draper’s period. In an episode where SPOILER ALERT Pete Campbell sawed through a noose and SPOILER ONLY IF YOU ARE MATTHEW WEINER momentum killer Glen was out-acted by a stuffed moose, what I remember most is this:

Girl, I understand. I ruined some panties like that in my day.

Look! I can’t help myself — seeing a period on television is exciting! It’s been referenced enough: it arrives late or it never shows, or its the reason a woman’s behavior has taken a turn for the comically erratic. The truth is that menstruation is happening all the time, ALL AROUND US. Someone you know is vacating her uterine lining right now. Not since Judy Blume confused everyone born in the 80s with sanitary pads that require a belt have I seen the old moon blood front and center in a piece of popular culture, and Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret is forty-two years old!

Sally Draper, I’ve got your back. The first time this happens it’s scary. One day, you’re going about your business when you look in your underwear and you see blood. It came from your genitals, and that is gross and not normal. Even though you know it’s coming, you’re not ready. I knew about menstruation and the first time it happened I thought I had masturbated too much and busted my vagina. Then I cried and ran to my mom.

Speaking of moms, Betty Draper killed it. I haven’t liked her this much since she shot her neighbor’s birds. There were tears. Hey, it’s that time of the month when emotions take over. I can’t control it, get me some chocolate and Midol and stay out of my way.

“There’s a lot of responsibilities, but that’s what being a woman is. And when it happens every month, even though it’s unpleasant, it means everything’s working. It means everything’s ready for a baby when you want one. And maybe you’ll have a beautiful girl and you can tell her all this.”

Now, is there a point to all this, or are we just going to stand around talking about our periods? We can have both, but if there must be a point, here it is: this is a nearly universal experience for a woman. Half the population of the planet has been through this (and if you have my planning skills, you’ve probably pulled Sally Draper’s ‘grab a ton of toilet paper and get that under control’ maneuver). Yet we only see it used in media as part of a pregnancy plot line or for ‘bitches be crazy’ cheap shots? Okay, I’m generalizing: sometimes it’s also used to spice up your bestselling BDSM fan fiction.

There aren’t a lot of positives to the period. You either want them on time or you don’t want them at all, and when they aren’t there you get worried or hopeful. They make you bloated and cramped and sick and always seem to pop up when everyone agrees it’s a great day for the beach. You can’t wear white pants and you might cry at a Mastercard commercial. It’s a few days every month when everything is just a little bit different.

Somewhere deep in every woman’s genetic code is the blueprint for an improvised toilet paper maxi pad.

Mad Men handled the turmoil and terror of that first time with such tenderness and humor it’s difficult to understand why boners, bowel movements and boobs are fair game but the weeks a lady spends riding the cotton pony are taboo. No one wants every book, movie, television show or operatta to throw up some stained panties every other week, but I wouldn’t mind a story like this coming around more than once every forty two years.