Enjoy my sage, awesome wisdom, my friends.

- Tiff

Do disabled chicks still like to get it on? Yes!

Can they still get preggers? Yes!

Do they always get adequate birth control info from their doctors? Hells no.

Hence the topic of “No Free Rides” podcast #17 for XAble.com:

Birth Control 101 for Women with Disabilities

I also bullshit about the Twin Cities Gay Pride Fest, my fav childhood group En Vogue, suicide prevention, fair weather friends, and the best site on the interwebs to find yourself the best freakin’ PCA on this deteriorating planet.

- Tiffs

Frozen Go-Gurts, my friend. Frozen, Go-Gurts….

It’s easy: Buy some of this awesome on-the-go yogurt that come in Freezee pop-type packaging, then freeze for at least 3 hours. Where they’re done you got a tasty, almost ice-cream-like snack that is a) easy to carry (and doesn’t drip…as much), b) totally healthier than any ice-cream bar on the market.

- Tiff

PS. The strawberry ones taste the best frozen, in my very humble opinion.

Here’s a perfect example of why living today rules:

AWESOME PHOTOGRAPHY!

Here’s the closest photo ever taken of an egg being released from an ovary (this was NOT the image I had in my mind of this, btw. but still, totally crazy awesome):

Click here for a larger view

And to read the interesting story as to how this photo got taken in the first place, read the New Scientist article here.

You’re welcome!

- Tiff

PS. Wouldn’t this just blow the ancients’ minds?? If I’m not mistaken, didn’t they believe the Goddess magically implanted a tiny baby in a woman’s belly after eating 3 dried turtle heads, then chanting at a Full Moon?

Ever heard of these aerosol dandies? If not, it’s probably because you were either A) Born after 1970 or B) You live in the USA (apparently people all over Europe are more than aware of this easy-breezy way to “refresh” your hair).

Anyways here’s the dealio: There are some really nice (and expensive) dry shampoos that are on the market right now, and not only do they work (just spray it all over, comb through, let dry, and it’s clean/”refereshed”), but they’re perfect for ladies with disabilities who need help washing their hair the “water way.”

Your grandma probably used dry shampoo back in her younger days, and hippies at week-long music fests like Bonaroo? Oh you bet your mud-caked Teva’s they know about this most excellente way to wash their hair.

Check out the dry shampoo I bought myself last month and am totally in LOVE with:

Ojon Rub-Out Dry Shampoo (it smells like baby powder!)

- Tiff

Not only does coffee help women live longer in they drink it (antioxidants!)…

…but it can also be the highlight of your day, if you’re not getting laid, drinking booze, winning the lottery, or if it’s not pay day that is.

I present to you my latest weakness:

International Delight’s Marshmallow Mocha Creamer

This creamer is like, utterly and completely the BEST CREAMER ever invented. It turns my boring cup of java into an overflowing chocolate waterfall straight from Willy Wonka’s f’ed up mind.

- Tiff

PS. What’s makes marshmallows and mocha so “international?”

The one good thing about being “forced” to watch the US Open with the fam over the weekend was discovering the uber-sexy golfer from Columbia: Camillo Villegas. He’s 26 and is from fucking Medellin (any “Entourage” watchers will be able to appreciate that reference). So how cool is that shit? Anyways, he placed 9th over the weekend.

He’s only two years younger than me. I could totally have his beautiful half Columbian, half Swedish babies.

Just look at him! Squee! 

(They don’t call him “Spiderman” on the course for nothing)

His official USGA bio: http://www.usopen.com/en_US/bios/bio27770.html 

PS. Wasn’t Tiger amazing in this tour or what? Holy crap was that guy on fire. Totally deserved to win in the playoff round today, even if Villegas is exponentially sexier. Go Woods!

- Tiff

Last night was one of those special nights that make you feel like Santa Claus.

My concert/musician conoisseur friend Allison, a 38 year old with mild Cerebral Palsy (she can push herself in a manual wheelchair), has literally been stuck in the hospital the last 3 months with these mysterious stomach abscesses that had to be surgically removed.

And since she’s been in bed for 3 months trying to heal, she’s not surprisingly gotten weaker. So now, unfortunately, she’s at a stage where she can’t transfer herself anymore from the floor back into her chair for example (in her studio condo she just has a mattress on the floor…yeah she’s emo like that). So now she’s found herself in the nationally renowned Courage Center: A residential rehab center with PT, OT, and everything else disability-related under the sun. I myself lived there 10 years ago from ‘97 - ‘98, then moved out into an on-campus dorm.

So long story short, Allison has been seriously jonesing for some “medication” that involves a stage, live music, and some sexy guitar players. And being that’s she’s finally better to leave the hospital for short spurts at a time, and being that she had two FREE (woo!) tickets to see Billy Bragg last night, I was needless to say a more than willing chaperone. So off I went at 5:30pm last night to cross town to pick her up in my hoopdee - my modified, with ramp, lowered-floor 2006 Dodge Grand Caravan - and there was Allison in a freakin’ powerchair (her first time ever in one). She wobbled very unsteadily up my ramp, but blessedly made it inside in one piece, and within 20 mins we were at the venue.

We got the stellar, rock-star esque “gimpy gimp” seats, right by to the stage; far left. And we got a great view of da man himself, Billy Bragg. As per his usual (so says Allison; she’s seen him 12 times), he was great. His set involved a lot of political talk regarding Obama, Gitmo Bay, and then he blabbed about Bob Dylan for awhile too. And after the set, we rushed her back to the rehab center before midnight.

It was a great night. Allison got her much needed concert-fix, I broke her outta rehab and felt like Super Woman, and we got to see a famous musician up-close. What more could two disabled gals ask for?

- Tiff

PS. Billy likes to drink tea during his set. So very adorably British.

PPS. Allison cannot under ANY circumstance keep her eyes open when a camera flashes. lol. Silly CP.

Remember BA member Jo-Lynn? Well in this episode, I interview her about life in Canada (specifially re: their healthcare system and how well it works for women with disabilities).

And then I talk at length about the Free Press Conference I attended last weekend, not to metion that FOX News article I actually liked (shocker!):

“Can Disability Be Sexy? You Bet!” (craaaazy)

Click here to listen to this tasty, one hour podcast that will surely, moneyback guaranteed, blow your mind!

- Tiff

Here’s a slice of Tiff’s life from a sunny June Saturday morning; 6/7/08 to be exact:

Tiff driving the “Silver Bullet,” with teh friends, to PANNEKOEKEN for the best breakfast in the city (that’s right, yo. I drive from my freaking wheelchair):

After arriving at Pannekoken, Tiff opening her straw so this tired quad can get caffienated:

And finally (yumz), eating the delicioso Eggs Benedict w/ a side of hashbrowns (Tiff’s fav):

Note: I’m wearing a button that reads, “Media Reform Begins With ME,” in preparation for attending the National Free Press Conference at the Minneapolis Convention Center, which I had the ultimate pleasure of attending over the weekend.

Oh and btw, f$%! you, Bill O’Reilly!

- Tiff