Jessica Bluemke grew up in the suburbs of Chicago and graduated from Ball State University in 2008 with a BA in Literature. She currently works as a writer and resides on the North side of Chicago.
Why, oh why, are people still asking Pat Robertson for advice? He’s either going senile or just plain mean. Or somewhere in between. I am going to call it “Mean-ile.” (Trademarked.) It’s no secret that Robertson doesn’t think a whole lot of women in general, so when a 17-year-old kid writes into the 700 Club because his parents seem to be having marital problems, you know we’re in for a treat: Read more
World Net Daily is continuing on down the path to journalistic excellence with this one. The Super Bowl will be shown on CBS next month, so obviously they are promoting the crap out of it. (Why? Because… um… I don’t know, otherwise people wouldn’t watch the Super Bowl?) Anyway, CBS started advertising for the Big Game during the Colts/Ravens game on January 6th, and here is one of the images they used: Read more
I wanted to start this post with “Is nothing sacred?” but seeing as I write what I write about, I just couldn’t get past the irony. I discovered Rufus Wainwright’s cover of Hallelujah when I was a sophomore in high school. Because I am a regular person with ears, I immediately fell in love with it and used to drive around the suburbs in my Oldsmobile listening to it and feeling like this song “got me, in that way. Over a decade later, I still just adore it. In fact, I recently dusted off my keyboard and set about teaching myself the Wainwright version. (It’s not going great, but my boyfriend is really enjoying hearing the opening melody 289 times in a row.) My point being, this song is awesome. It’s sad and beautiful and heartbreaking. I’ve listened to several different versions since I started writing this post. I am not about to do any kind of analysis of Leonard Cohen’s lyrics, but look at this: Read more
