the smell of my desperation has become a stench

In the land of

Last year when I was training for the NYC marathon, I did a 10-mile run with a friend who lives over by the capitol and we started the route from her home (I had driven by this landmark on the way there and it was in good condition). When we were done I hopped into my car to head home, barely able to use my wobbly legs, so when I saw that someone had used black spray paint to cross out the word STATE here and scribble CHURCH underneath it, I couldn’t get out of my car and snap a photo. Not ten minutes later when my friend drove by, the graffiti was gone. Dude. They work fast. EVERYONE LOOK AWAY, WE DO NOT WANT ANY CONFUSION.

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Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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