I finished this today while supervising the rigged up “bichen ghetto heater” in Abuelita’s apartment, where the heat was out today. This consists of an open oven, pots of water, and a fan, and pretty much every housing organization advises against it, though honestly it scares me a hell of a lot less than space heaters do. Still, it’s best done in intervals if you don’t want to end up like Sylvia Plath.
This idea came to me some time back when a hilarious news story about an “Evil Stick” was making the rounds. It was an ultra-girly pink princess wand sold in 99 cent stores, with a picture of a cackling, demonic self-mutilating girl hidden inside it.
Needless to say, I wanted my own Evil Stick, wanted it with the kind of covetousness that leads one to becoming a ghastly damned sinner in a Hieronymous Bosch depiction of Hell. But none of the local 99 cent stores yielded any results. So I created a bloody razor wielding princess of my own.