Talulah Mankiller is the pseudonym of a carbon-based life form who has a hard time spelling “pseudonym.” She lives in the United States, more specifically somewhere in Virginia, with the Boyfriend, a roommate, and two cats. She originally began this blog in December 2007 with the idea of making it a clearinghouse for information about domestic violence, but soon realized that A.) That would be hella fucking depressing to run; and B.) She was never, ever going to get the kind of site traffic that would make it a worthwhile resource for anyone. So then she decided to write about books, her boyfriend, and her cats.
Shockingly, she has managed to get an entire year’s worth of material out of this.
In her spare time, Talulah enjoys baking, humiliating her cat by putting him on a leash, and running. Do not email her asking for pictures of her boobs; their perfection would only humble you. She can be reached at lulumankiller@gmail.com, or you can mail her fugly postcards at
Talulah Mankiller
PO Box 5333
Herndon, VA 20172
Um, your blog is funny and I want to be your new BFF.
hearts.
timmi toler
Okay, but you’re gonna have to fight for it. My hetero life partner is HELLA possessive.
Hello, I just finished reading about your dead gay husbands, and I want to say thank you, thank you very much. I laughed so hard that I had to grab my desk to avoid falling out of my chair.
Also, I could totally take timmie in a cage fight.
/D
We don’t do cage matches–we play monopoly. Last person to completely lose their shit over the “house rules” wins!
Ok, but two things:
1: I get to be the hat
2: We play in A CAGE!!
Or, well, perhaps not. Monopoly is not what you would call a contact sport, is it?
Hmm, I suppose it could be, what exactly are your house rules?
1. Good. I’m always the car.
2. Doesn’t everybody?
3. First rule is, you don’t talk about monopoly.
I sent some postcards on my long, painful drive this summer. Hope you got them. They were as lame as the states they came from, but I still sent them while driving through. =)
I just checked my PO box. I CANNOT CONTAIN MY GLEE. POST FORTHCOMING. THANK YOU, M’DEAR.
Hi Ms. Mankiller!!
I just wanted to say:
I love you, the blog and the cats
and I love the fact that you can write comments in the ‘about me’ section- How does that?! LOL
Well, I like to remain open to suggestions.
I had this guy pop out of my past,from when I was 16 problem: I’m not sixteen anymore and he still thinks he is. Anyway he ended up being too f-ing stupid for me and my 6 year old. He’s a truck driver now. Wow check out the ambition level! He gave me blank post cards that are also from lame states with nothing interesting on the front. I’ll send them along if you’d like them. Oh yeah he kept spelling busy “bizy” drove me nuts! Like your blog by the way