So, I was watching an ancient home video the other day. We’re talking 1994, Now That’s What I Call Music Volume One ancient. I’m sitting there watching my two-year-old self frolicking to and fro. I read a book with my dad. I sang a lullaby, shirtless, might I add, because I had gone on a… Continue reading Home Videos and the Wisdom of Justin Bieber
Maya Angelou once said, “I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” We’re a talkative bunch, the Smith clan. My dad has said a lot of stuff over the years. And Maya’s right, I forget a lot of… Continue reading My Father’s Day
“My thoughts and prayers are with the people of Orlando.” Oh, if I had a nickel for every time I’ve read that sentence or some variation thereof in the past two days, I could fund every funeral of the lives lost in that shooting. You know what else I could buy? An assault rifle. I… Continue reading Thoughts, Prayers, and Other Bullshit
It wasn’t twenty minutes. You said your son is being punished for “twenty minutes of action.” I can barely begin to fathom how you can morally rationalize uttering that phrase. There is a litany of grievances with your callous words, and I’m going to start with the first two. Twenty minutes. Twenty minutes. It was… Continue reading An Open Letter to Brock Turner’s Father from A Fellow Twenty Minutes of Action
In the last several days, we’ve encountered an onslaught of news regarding the sexual assault scandal at Baylor University. As I scathingly mentioned earlier this week, Art Briles was fired from his position as head coach of the Baylor University football team. Both Chancellor Kenneth Starr and Athletic Director Ian McCaw have officially resigned. It’s… Continue reading Yes, This Is Another Post About Rape. Yes, It Is Important.
I am a pain in the ass. That is an ice-cold fact. I’m sarcastic, crass, loud as all get-out. In fact, I’m pretty sure my parents had my hearing tested about nine times before they realized that, nope, I’m just that loud. Speaking of parents, though, you have to wonder who’s behind this contraption. What… Continue reading Cynthia June Smith: A Mother’s Day Legend
The NCAA sucks. There are absolutely no two ways about it. No debate. No ifs, no ands, and no buts. The NCAA sucks. Under the NCAA, we’ve seen poorly-handled scandal after poorly-handled scandal. In an ongoing investigation, the University of North Carolina faces what has been labeled the largest academic fraud scandal in major-college history.… Continue reading Rainbows, Butterflies, and the NCAA
Los Angeles knows fitness. Let me tell you something, people; Los Angeles knows fitness. With a YogaBarrelates/CorePowerConjunctionFunction on every corner, you have absolutely no excuse not to be in shape. There are classes and studios tailored to any and every want or desire. It’s a real Debbie Downer. So, that’s that. If you’re going to… Continue reading Sunday Sentiments: Finding Your Why