Picture it: Earth, August 12, 2025. I publish a blog post about wanting to speak out more and talk more about, well, everything. I write about feeling frustrated and like I have to stay quiet and I’m over it. IMMA SAY SOME STUFF Y’ALL. Fast forward to August 14, 2025. I’m thinking about what I…
Author: Erin Steiner
I Shout, Therefore, I Am
I’ve spent most of the last year(ish) working as a cog in a wheel and I have to say, it’s been pretty great. I’ve enjoyed having specific tasks that need to be done in a specific order and in specific ways. I’ve enjoyed the relative steadiness of the gig. I like that I don’t necessarily…
Just Start (Again)
This sentence is here because I’ve been staring at this blank screen for what feels like three lifetimes and I can’t think of anything clever or witty enough to be the first sentence I’ve written here in over a year (wtf, self) and I’m finally giving up and just putting something here because something has…
Super Tuesday Isn’t Super at All
I’ve been trying to think of a time in my adult life when I have been less enthused about Super Tuesday, but you know what? I don’t think there is one, especially where the Presidential race is concerned. Because it happens so early in primary season, at least one of the major political parties is…
Poppy Follow Up Post
Poppy Steiner passed away at 6:10pm on Wednesday February 7, 2024. That was the hardest sentence I’ve ever had to write. She passed away peacefully here at home with the gentle help of a veterinarian from Compassionate Care. I was holding her the entire time and made sure that the last words she heard me…
I have no quippy titles for this.
This is going to be one of the hardest blog posts I will ever have to write. It’s hard because I am bad—really bad—at being vulnerable and opening up and trusting others and asking for any kind of help. I get flustered and scared and usually end up saying something phenomenally stupid. I wanted to…
Here We Go Again
Buckle up, buttercups. Stuff is about to get very very real. The first Iowa primary election* is tomorrow and then we’re off to the proverbial races. I’m not ready. I don’t think any of us is ready. For the last three years I’ve kept only the smallest of tabs on Trump and his ilk. Mostly…
X Does NOT Mark the Spot
Every day Twitter gets closer and closer to dying. And every day a new social media network appears and insists that it’s going to take Twitter’s place. We all flock to it, park our user names and wait to see if maybe this one will stick. In the meantime, I feel like bringing back individual…
I am Annoyed
After *weeks* of silence from my anchor client, I finally got an email! It says “oh yeah, hi! So we aren’t going to have any work for at least the first quarter of this year and don’t know if that will change after that, but as soon as we want more content, you’ll be expected…
New Design, Who Dis?
Do you remember the last time I updated my site’s design? Because I don’t. That’s why I decided to play around with my theme today. And by “play” I mean, well… my tagline doesn’t come from nowhere, y’know? So yeah–currently my sidebar is a mess, but I like my new header design (I took the…