Category Archives: my brain works in mysterious ways

The Great Buttsby

Maybe it’s the fact that I only got 4 hours of sleep last night, or that I just finished running 5k in 80 degree weather, but I absolutely cannot stop laughing at this. Call me Major Giggles, because while this may be one of the more stupid things I’ve ever seen, I am cracking up. Please enjoy this as much as I am.


And I like large butts. They’re so intimate. At small booties there isn’t any privacy.” –What I imagine The Great Buttsby reads like.

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(As stolen from the delightful Bridget at!)

1. What are you reading currently? I’m in the middle of reading Baked, by Mark Haskell Smith.  Hilarious, full of adventure, and about the weed scene in LA–plus Mormons. What more do you need?

2.  What did you just finish reading? Ok. I cannot tell a lie. I just read A Clash of Kings, by George R. R. Martin, the second book in the Game of Thrones series. Yes, the books are kind of poorly written, and yes, there’s not a whole lot to think about when reading them, but man, does good old George R. R. sure know how to make likable characters and immediately kill them.

3.  What do you plan to read next? That is an excellent question, sir or madam! I think I might go with 50 Shades of Grey….

I’m totally messing with you.

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Edgar Allan BRO.

Presented without comment, to make your Monday less Monday-y.

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My Thesis, Or I Know Why the College Senior Cries

For the past year and a half, I have been slaving away/researching like a fiend/typing so much I got carpal tunnel while working on my honors thesis. I laughed, I cried (a lot), and a generally amusing time was had by outside observers.

But it’s over! (I guess it’s been over for a few months now). And, without further ado, I present to you….

KASSANDRA’S HONORS THESIS. (This is extremely long, and should you feel the need to use any of my research, please do- but give a girl some credit, yes??)

Close Encounters of the Caribbean Kind–click for more.


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The Quest for Words Returns…

After a long absence (finishing my thesis, graduating from college, moving out, getting a job…) I AM BACK, DARLING WORD NERDS.

As a coming home gift, I’ll leave you with this:

Awwww yeah.


Words are funny little things, aren’t they? At once both fleeting and concrete, they take different forms when shoved together next to one another in bulky sentences or careless phrases. Precise and lithe, words are my worst enemies and my best friends.

I’m a firm believer in words.  True, they’re tricky, and oftentimes there’s more to one of them than first appears. But that’s where the hunt begins, the chase, the burning desire to know, just know, what that one damn word is trying to tell me. Where’s the fun in something that lacks mystery? Where’s the intrigue? Words play with me. They actively engage me, and yet somehow keep me at an arms distance at all times, as if to say, “Come and get me…!” and I, knowing full and well that I will never catch them, run to join the game.

People say to me all the time, “Yeah, but what are you going to do with a Literature degree?” What am I going to do? I’m going to do something that makes me fall in love every single day. I’m going to be surrounded by words and I am not going to regret for a second my choice to do so. I have no doubt that I will be able to find something “to do.”  I refuse to give up the convoluted and fascinating world that is words for something someone else deems “practical.” I am an informed, passionate, educated adventurer/rocketeer for the English language, and now, if you’ll excuse me, there’s a book sitting next to me that’s screaming my name.

Awwww yeah…