Archive for February, 2008

Why Homemade Political Ads Are Better

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Get a Second Chance at Life (sort of)

Welcome to the world of Seond Life! The virtual reality where you can walk (OMG…ha), look like Elisha Cuthbert, have a wang as big as John Holmes, and be popular as Ru Paul in a Gay Pride parade. Yes folks, your Second Life is just a click away. Gitrdone.

- Tiff

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Smokin’ Eyelashes

This Monday’s beauty product recommendation is courtesy of the uber-glam goddess from sunny Florida, Miss Meaghan G.

The Eyecurl II, a heated eyelash curler that requires no finger movement to operate (only wrists), is hands-down the most awesome beauty product I’ve seen in a long ass time (and the underfed Kate Moss apparently agrees).

You can get this nifty curler from various online locales (including Ebay and Ecrater), and I’ve seen it go for as little as $6.99 all the way to $16.99, so don’t be afraid to shop around.

If you’re wondering how this thing actually works, simple: The curved heated wand, when pressed under the upper-lash line and slowly lifted upwards, causes the lash to curl….thanks to the heat. And FYI, you’ll have the best results if you use mascara first. Think of your mascara as a rockin’ glue.

And yes it’s true, curled eyelashes make an immense difference to your face.

Immense!

Curled eyelashes make your eye look exponentially bigger; not Disney-esque, but close :/

- Tiff

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Dress by Design

While flipping through a Reader’s Digest last (while week waiting for my van to get fixed), I ran across this intruiging build-your-own-dress website called Dress by Design. For $200, you can pick from 6 different styles, hundreds of different color and fabric options, and create the perfect dress.

I really love this idea. It’s an easy way to get just the dress you’re looking for, without the hassle of going out and driving around for naught. Now, if I only had a fun event coming-up, then I just might get one made for myself.

- Tiff

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If Obama Wins the Presidency…

Free bumper car rides for everyone!

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A Textile Survey

Even though we’re all wheelchair-users, our needs regarding clothes still vary person to person. I know that for me, since I’m 5′10 with really long legs, and I sit all day, I need extra-long inseams on all of my pants, but not every other gimp is like me…

I also need:

- A long torso in my shirts so they don’t ride up, exposing my belly.

- Non-bell/flowy sleeves.

- Skirts that aren’t above the knee.

- No long jackets; they just bunch-up behind my back.

- Fabric that moves and no bulky seams.

- No itchy fabric like wool.

With that said, what do you look for in pants, shirts, jackets, etc, when buying clothes for your non-standing lifestyle?

- Tiff

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Conan v. Stewart v. Colbert

Best. TV. Ever.

If yuou haven’t been watched either Late Night with Conan O’Brian, The Daily Show, or The Colbert Report, lately, you’re really REALLY missing out.

- Tiff

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Stay Far, Far Away From Drunk Club Guys

Back in 2007 when I was livin’ it up as a crazed 20 something, single girl, I would go to the clubs of my fair city quite often. What can I say? It’s a great way to let off some steam, dance (yes people in wheelchairs can dance), and meet men….or at least I thought so. After several oh-my-god-annoying incidents, I decided to make a new rule for myself: Stay away from the drunk losers at the clubs! 

Now why you may ask? It’s simple: They’re out of their mind hornballs who are NOT THEMSELVES. As they say, what you do drunk, you’re likely never to do sober, and oh baby, this is so true. Let me play out the scenario for you: “Hey you’re hot,” says the drunk guy to yours truly. I’m drunk at the time too and take his compliment seriously. I smile. Encouraged, he asks for my number. We chat up, he buys me a few drinks, and we part ways with a sexy kiss. So what’s wrong here? The next day, week, month, he never calls you back.

What I can guess is that after he’s sober, he became embarrassed: “Oh my God I hit on a woman in a wheelchair, and I’m going to Hell!”  His feelings were never real, he’s not the kind of guy open-minded enough to date a disabled woman, and essentially…he’s wasted your time; truly and completely. So I’ve learned the hard way to never, ever, ever take these men seriously. In fact, stay far, far away!

Even better yet, buy a roufee and drug them. Kidding…

- Tiff

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Why Do I Have This Incessant Desire to Ride In a Sidecar?

I’ve had this reoccurring obsession with sidecars over the past year. There’s no explanation for it really. It kind of just came out of no where. But, if I had to pin-point its beginnings, I’d have to say it was when I saw this uber cute semi-elderly couple tooling down Washington Ave. in a vintage motorcycle/sidecar “extravaganza” one day. I was giddy at the sight! Why? Because it dawned on me that I, despite my disability, could be that passenger in the sidecar. Riding in a sidecar was still an option for me; an option I’d never even considered up until that point.

Blame it on the fact I was born in 1979; a long ass time since sidecars were popular, or whatever you want, but I was (and still partially am) oblivious to how sidecars work. All I think is that they’re adorably cute and I want to ride in one. Is that too much to ask? You don’t really see a lot of sidecars on the roads these days, and you therefore don’t run into a lot of owners either; so the knowledge-base to learn about them is hard to find. I’m thinking I’m going to start researching it online. Maybe find a “Disabled Sidecar” association, or something like that, and then see if I can score a free ride in my city. I wonder what the height/weight requirements are for sidecars anyways?

I like the vintage WWII motorcycle/sidecar combos the best. There’s this romantic allure to them whenever I see one (and it’s rare, let me say). I fantasize about some hot, young officer picking me up out of my chair, setting me in his sidecar (and giving me his helmet to wear) and us riding off into the sunset somewhere. No destination in mind, just driving, wind blowing in our faces, the smell of burning gasoline, and me chilling in the sidecar like a pea in a pod.

Maybe one day this dream will become a reality. I’ll keep you posted :)

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I’m a Certifiable “Obama Mama”

Last Saturday I had the awesome fortune to attend a Barack Obama rally here in my hometown of Minneapolis. Barack gave a 54 minute speech to a surging crowd of 20,000+ at the Target Center, home of the Minnesota Timberwolves. The lines outside went for miles, but thanks to my ever-visible wheelchair, I was hurried to the front of the line in the “gimp” waiting area by Obama volunteers. No waiting in the 20 degree cold for me…no sir!

I must say, going into this rally I was still torn between Barack and Hillary, with a bit more desire to see the Hillary camp win out if I may be honest. What can I say, I’d love to see a vagina in the White House? But after Barack’s inspiring, moving, no-words-can-describe-it, beautiful speech, I was completely won over. The energy that emanates from this man is so exciting, that no one….not if even JFK returned from the grave himself, could be more intoxicating.

So needless to say, I left the rally a certified “Obama Mama.” I made another disabled friend in a woman by the name of Sherie who sat next to me, saw thousands of people become so passionate about a man that can actually MAKE A DIFFERENCE if given the opportunity..I was floored. Now, .I’d still love to see a vagina in the White House one day, but just not Hillary’s. I think, honestly, that it’s about time for both the Clinton AND Bush name to be retired from politics…forever. We need fresh blood in Washington, and what better blood than this Junior Senator from Illinois?

Also, Barack Obama is the only remaining candidate, Republican or Democrat, who has released a detailed plan regarding how he will address disability related issues. It’s long, but worth reading.You can find it here (PDF format). I’m not sure how screenreaders fare with PDFs… if you’re having trouble accessing the file, leave a comment and I’ll see what I can do about converting and/or transcribing it for you.

I’ll be voting for Obama tomorrow in the Minnesota Caucus. I pray he’ll get the nom.

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