MC Housework is the mild-mannered alter ego of a single mom and recovering journalist in Texas. She fights for truth, justice, equitably distributed household labor and clearly written technical prose with her sidekick, Little Wingman.
What I Do, Job-wise: I keep the people of the world safe from nonionizing radiation and pinch points. In other words, I'm a technical writer.
What I Do, Fun-wise: I like to play with nonionizing radiation and pinch points.
My Motto: “If I can't change the people around me, I change the people around me.” That's Chuck D.
My Anti-Motto: “Start as you mean to go on.” Please! Shit goes wrong. You'll adapt.
The First Movie Star I Ever Had A Crush On: Dudley Moore. He was wonderful on The Muppet Show.
My “celebs to make out with” list: Okay, fine. My highest priority is Ban Ki-Moon. I'll also take Kal Penn, Reese Witherspoon, and Queen Latifah, together or separately.
The Most Played Song On My iTunes: It's a tie between “Chairman Mao” by Bambu and “Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom” by Parry Gripp. Seriously.
Movie That I Watch When I Have My Period: John Woo's Hard-Boiled.
Last Book I Read Without Skimming Any Parts: I'm reading Janice Erlbaum's Girlbomb on my Nook. It's tight. I skip nothing.
My Most Worn Item of Clothing: Overall? Probably my Lunapads. Qualitatively and quantitatively “most worn.”
Beauty Products That I Hoard: Stila eyeshadow in Kitten, Smashbox cream eyeliner, MAC lipglass in Oh, Baby, and generic Cetaphil cleanser.
I smell like: I am anosmic. I have no idea what I or anything else smells like.