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Dear readers, progressives, and goofballs,
I’m an Arizona native, hairapist, and derby girl. (i.e.: the “Honey Guns” references.) I’m a jane-of-all-trades” and have served sweaty crab legs, lip-glossed lonely divorcees, tortured burpee-whiners, and provided much-needed “hairapy” to Kardashian addicts. I graduated from Northern Arizona University with a degree in public relations and an emphasis in health promotion. Although, I do not believe in any of that “academic” [degree] bullshit. There are many insightful individuals whom I value for their unique lifestyles and life lessons: street-smarts, struggles and triumphs. To me, resilience is much more valueable over a Calligraphy-written paper most hang up (on the wall next to their “local-artist” watercolor .)
I’m pretty much an expert at “fucking-up.” I apologize for my potty-mouth; however, I decided I should get out as many “fucks” as I can—just to prepare you for “how many fucks I do give.”—The Saucy Super Fox
Even though I value my degree, I believe all humans have a right to their own values, lifestyles, beliefs and spiritual truths. That statement also applies to the narrow-minded, ego-centric fundamentalist folks. Some might insightly state: “it’s just a ‘shame’ we are letting ‘dem brown people live on American soil.” I appreciate and respect the candor of this previous statement and think this topic should be discussed –I also identify with their European roots and remind myself of my own family’s [German/French/Irish] immigration to America. After all, it’s terrifying to leave their oppresive country in hopes for finding financial security to better their family. Wait, hold on here folks. I’m receiving a message from the ghosts of “Chris”Trump’ Past:” He says he has seen this pattern before!
It’s amazing how many people think they have it all figured out. After they’ve been taught all the rules: how to act, vote, behave, shop, pray…etc.—why would they want to question any of these instructions? It’s not like any of those rules have an agenda or sway you to believe ONE TRUTH (instead of claiming your own power and forming your own.) I have no judgement of taking the lazy , chicken-shit path. After all, who am I to judge? I’ve chosen plenty of emotionally-lazy, “easy-outs.” I’ve picked toxic partners, boozed/drugged, derbied (actually that’s a good thing) and made many shitty choices (and I’ll definitely make many more.) I’m pretty much an expert at “fucking-up.” I apologize for my potty-mouth; however, I decided I should get out as many “fucks” as I can—just to prepare you for “how many fucks I do give.” Test: If you find yourself wincing and thinking,”Well, that language just sounds tacky, ignorant and unnacceptable.” Conclusion: Find another blog. The cursing won’t get better. Seriously.
(oxy”moron” I can dig)
The Saucy Super Fox