"You should sure stand strong in your bad self," wrote a friend of mine, in an email to me, over the summer.
So I've been thinking about that.
I have often bemoaned being out of touch with Bad Self. Standing strong in my Sweet Self doesn't always cut it. My Bad Self has been out on one hell of a long lunch. Bad Self has been out gallivanting, while Sweet Self holds down the fort. Bad Self maybe shouldn't run the show all by herself, but basically, she needs to get her bad a** back here! Sweet Self is hanging on, but she's digging in with her fingernails, the cliff is crumbly, and the mothereffers are out there and on the move. Bad Self, we need you.