I’m going to be really annoying and ask y’all to follow my twitter @theanondawdler; its really lonely.

I process to come up with clever, quippy things to say.


“Serial” (Am I late to the party?)


So to be honest, I’ve never been entirely sure what a podcast was.  Thats embarrassing, I know.  But I have this idea of them being mostly either chatty radio talk show-type programs or something instructional.  My dad for one listens to a lot of podcasts on photography so that may have put me off.

And then I came across “Serial” last night.

My synopsis isn’t going to do it justice but its sort of like if NPR and Dateline teamed up.  It’s a nonfiction episodic show hosted by Sarah Koenig.  This particular story follows the murder of a high school student.  Although her ex-boyfriend is serving life for the crime there are some who believe him to be innocent.  Koenig delves into the case, interviewing witnesses, experts, attorneys, and the accused.

Now, maybe Dateline isn’t the best way to describe it.  Its much too intelligent for that.  Koenig is quick, witty, and thorough.  The case is incredibly detailed without seeming sensationalized.  But its more than that.

One of the coolest things about podcasts, as I’m now discovering, is this weird intimacy.  Does anyone else feel this way?  Like it’s just me and this woman whose talking to me.  I’m solving this case with her.  It’s not the same as a blaring television in a room.

I’ve also realized that I’m terrible at processing through audio.  I’m sure that’s something most of us can relate to, what with television, videos, movies, etc.  But I also think I’m just better at reading.  I’ve been able to do it as long as I can remember so its weird not having a book as an option.

With the podcast, I have to concentrate, especially in a show with so many names, places, and technical details.  I often find myself having to rewind a couple of minutes whenever my mind starts to wander.  It feels almost as if I’m engaging a whole new part of my brain.

Not to mention there’s something so wonderfully old-timey about it.  I’m constantly hearing about radio shows from my parents (both born in ’52) and how wonderful the fictional stories were.  It’s difficult for me to even imagine listening to a soap opera for instance rather than watching it.

But so far I’m really enjoying this.  (I enjoy anything that feels remotely old-fashioned) Today for instance, I drove home (about an hour) in the snow, while listening to “Serial”, to find my mother had left a pot of stew on the stove.  So cozy.

So has anyone else heard it?  Do you get what I mean?

I’ve Given In

I’m sure the guilt will become unbearable and I’ll eventually delete it but…I’ve created a Twitter.

In my defense its not so much because I think anything I have to say is important, I’m just hoping James Deen will notice me and tweet me someday.  (I’m kind of in love.  Even though I probably wouldn’t even risk shaking his hand in real life)

Anyways, all joking aside, I really think it might be useful when I can’t write a post.

Please follow me, my page is looking pretty pathetic at the moment: @theanondawdler

To Tweet or Not to Tweet

I’m alive, but just barely.  I want to apologize for going MIA (as per usual) but I’ve been pretty bad lately.  The semester is coming to a close and I’m just trying to scrape by with the bare minimum.  This isn’t even a proper post but I just felt like I had to reach out and say something or I’m going to explode.

I also have been toying with an idea which I wanted to run past you guys (and by “you guys” I mean whoever happens to stumble across my blog).  I’m thinking twitter might come in handy for times like this, when I don’t have the time or nerves to write a post.  Would I be a total hypocrite?

Please let me know what you think.

Beware: “Inglourious Fiction”

I don’t know what it is but lately, I’m attracting the worst kind of people.

I recently applied for a writing position (unpaid of course) via Craigslist on a site called “Inglourious Fiction”.  The online magazine caters towards “geek” culture and consists mostly of film, book, television, and comic reviews.  While the editors did warn us about their political views (which are as liberal as they come) in case we wanted to follow them on Facebook, I didn’t think it would be an issue.  I mean after all, how political can manga and Batman get?

But boy was I wrong.

In case you missed it my last post on here, regarding the recent Facebook egg-freezing issue, was originally written for Inglourious Fiction.  I received permission to write it so I was incredibly surprised at the hostile notes I received on my draft.

I was outright called an ageist, simply for suggesting that its far better for women to have their children in their 20s and 30s.  To be honest I was unaware this could be considered so incredibly offensive (my mother had me at 40 and I don’t think there’s anything inherently wrong with that).

But I didn’t feel it was worth a fight so I decided to scrap the article and post it here instead.

I then submitted a review of the Daniele Radcliffe film “Horns”, which was again met with some rather hostile editing suggestions.  But I once again complied and rewrote it.

Now according to their “guidelines”, the editors are required to review an article twice before deciding it should not be published.  My second draft was never even looked at.  I instead received an email suggesting that we “part amicably”.

Now as they broke their own rules I can’t help but think this is due to the opinions I expressed which they find fault with.  They even alluded to this blog, which suggests they have a problem with some of the things I’ve written on here.

I cannot believe the lack of professionalism with these editors.  I urge you all to beware of this site.

Reproductive freedom? Or corporate control?

'I’m sure everyone and their dog has heard of the Facebook/Apple egg-freezing debacle at this point.  But regardless, in case you’ve been living under a rock, here’s whats been going on:

Since last January, Facebook has included egg-freezing among its benefits for female employees.  They’re willing to cover $20,000, enough for two rounds of egg retrieval.  (One round typically costs between $10,000-15,000 and its usually recommended that women do more than one).  The company may also cover the cost of cold storage, which usually amounts to $500 or so a year.  Apple is set to offer a similar package to its employees starting January 2015.

It should be noted however that the American Society for Reproductive Medicine lifted the “experimental” label off the procedure a mere two years ago.  And even now, it still comes with a disclaimer, “we cannot at this time endorse its widespread elective use to delay childbearing.”

As for me, I’m all for reproductive rights and liberty, after all its a fundamental human need to procreate.  And in certain cases (cancer, for instance) egg-freezing is a great option that many women should have.  But is that really what we’re talking about here?  Or should we read between the lines?

Are Facebook and Apple (and countless other companies soon I’m sure) forcing women to choose between motherhood and their careers?  I’m sorry to say but there’s a reason women become pregnant in their 20s and 30s.  One simply doesn’t have the patience, health or energy for children later on.  (Apparently some people find this opinion rather ageist, so please excuse my traditional family values.) 

And maybe I’m just a bit paranoid but in this day and age, where we’re constantly glued to our (often Apple) devices and ruled by social media, have these companies taken things too far?  Is this an extreme case of corporate control?  I’m curious to hear what you guys think.

I Want To Be Sick

I’m sure this post will disturb (or offend) some of you.  To be honest I’ve never written this or said it out loud because it disturbs me but:

I find something very attractive about being sick.

Maybe it’s because my grandmother had Munchausen and I take after her?  Or maybe I’ve had very good experiences when I was ill?  As a kid it usually meant being babied, waited on, tv, etc.

When I got older, it became an escape.  I quickly realized (by the 7th grade if not earlier) that being sick put an end to all my stress.  It was an excuse no one could argue with.  If I was sick I couldn’t possibly do the hours of homework I’d been assigned right?

But its more than that.  At my most depressed, I would long to be in a hospital, to have an excuse to sleep.  I’ve wished I could be diagnosed with some horrible illness.  It would be easier for people to understand at least.

Maybe it’s because being sick is incredibly “in” at the moment?  Try naming a romance where the heroine doesn’t have cancer.  Or a teen soap where we shouldn’t sympathize with the sick kid.  Not to mention all the charities, inspirational videos and other miscellaneous crap that litters our news feeds.

I can’t be the only one feeling this way?