Category Archives: Editor El

A Homeless Skin-Picker and The Hypochondriac

Today I spent twenty minutes disinfecting the power cord on my Mac. Yep. I know. I know. Having just moved into a new apartment, we are without internet until next…

The Train Game

Since you’re all here greedily eyeing my words of opinionation, and since I’ve also shared a most intimate picture of myself in a leisure blazer with you, I think it…

“Oops, I have to feed my vagina”

Huffington Post ran an article today that made me want to poke my eye out.   Titled, “Oops, I slept with your boyfriend“, it was filled with the same vacuous, inane…

The Long Hiatus

What do you get when you cross three part-time jobs with a Grave’s Disease Diagnosis? A Twaddle Squawk implosion. Yes, yes, I, Editor El, took ill with what I thought…

She-Ra-Wah

Whether you park your political self to the left or the right of American party lines, it’s tough to deny that recent newsworthy soundbites about women have impacted political races…