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About Shannon McGill

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A lover of pork chops, cabbage rolls and shitty beers (and sometimes good ones), Shannon is a the lead singer of 'She Hates Me'. A lifelong resident of south Jersey, she cooks, swears and loves making weird shit. She writes poetry to keep from killing again. Twice was too many too much.

Posts by Shannon McGill:

McGill-a-Gram: Teach Your Parents Well

McGill-a-Gram: Teach Your Parents Well

If you are about my age or older, you may remember that old-style parenting. Remember when your parents used to get together with their friends to drink adult beverages and talk about adult subjects? Somebody would pat your head and tell you to go outside or upstairs. Maybe every now and then, when somebody would […]

Open Letter to Gov. Chris Christie from a Hardworking Jersey Girl

Open Letter to Gov. Chris Christie from a Hardworking Jersey Girl

Dear Mr. Christie, I am going to try to keep it clean, though I may not be able. As you know, we New Jerseyans do not mince words, and we will sooner tell you exactly how we feel about you than be inhibited by etiquette or protocol. So let me tell you my feelings, as […]

Don’t Make Me Over: The Truth About TV Makeovers

Don’t Make Me Over: The Truth About TV Makeovers

I was once a rabid fan of makeover shows. I’ve watched more of them than I’d care to admit. In my mind, the premise used to appear reasonable: some unfortunate wastrel is plucked from the unwashed masses and spruced up to the delight of her friends and family. Almost Pygmalion-ish, the whole affair looked charming, […]

4/20: How To Crochet A Pot Wallet to Carry Your Holiday Stash!

4/20: How To Crochet A Pot Wallet to Carry Your Holiday Stash!

PHOTO: Denver, CO 4/20 The time has come to crochet yourself a pot wallet.  If you don’t already have a medical marijuana card, you will soon, don’t worry.  Better make this now and be ahead of the curve. Beginner crocheters ought to be fine with this pattern as long as they have a good understanding of […]

Poetry From A Chanteuse

Poetry From A Chanteuse

Untitled You are the scab I pick over and over, The whip I use to beat myself. Your spectre hangs on the back of the bathroom door. I stare at it day after day as I sit on the toilet and tell it, “Things would have been different if I had known. I still love […]