So I’m a drag queen… now what?

Hey friends.

As you all probably know, Miss Ruth N. Nasia has come out swinging and is taking Bloomington by storm, and I gotta be honest with you: it feels amazing. Monday was our first day back at classes here at Indiana University, and coming back to my theatre community has been fantastic. Every single day I’ve had people come up to me to tell me that they love watching Ruth, or they can’t wait to see more of her, or they wish they were 21 already so they could come watch me perform. I really wasn’t expecting all of these incredibly kind compliments, but they’ve only made going back to classes that much nicer. And in another sense, they’ve only made me more determined to leave my mark on this town while I’ve got one year here left. It’s such an exciting time for me right now; I’ve already talked to a couple of photographers about doing some photoshoots, I’ve been told there might be a part for Ruth in a show later this year, and I’ve got so many great performance ideas I want to put in front of people. And honestly? Ruth is a bad bitchMaybe that sounds cocky or conceited, but if I’m not my own biggest fan, then why would I be doing this?

I watch the videos of my performances back and sometimes I even surprise myself–it’s like once Ruth takes the stage she’s in control and Ryan takes the backseat to let her do her thing. It gives me the thrill I know so well of live performance, but it’s almost more exciting in a way… maybe because 1) I get to dress like a beautiful glamazon woman or 2) I get to collect that $$$ right then and there. A little extra cash money never hurt nobody. Either way, I’ve only dipped my toes in so far but I can’t wait to delve further and further as the year goes on. It’s also exciting to be able to watch my progress, especially when it comes to makeup. I’d say I’m probably proudest of how far I’ve come in that aspect, after basically starting from scratch last semester.


June to August

It’s also amazing to find that I had all of this inside of me the whole time. I’ve always been pretty confident in my abilities, but I think Ruth has been waiting to break out of me for so much longer than I knew. What I love so much about drag is that I get to embody all of the fierceness of the amazing women I’ve idolized for so long–singers, actresses, models, even my own mother. I think a lot of people have misconstrued ideas of why men do drag, often thinking that they really want to be women underneath it all, but it’s not like that for me, and for many other cis male drag queens (though drag queens do in fact come in all genders and orientations). I do drag because I love and admire women so much; I’ve looked up to so many fantastic women in my lifetime because there’s something so powerful to me in what they can do. And now, it’s like I get to experience that power for myself with Ruth.

Ruth is all the best parts of who Ryan is. All the crazy ideas I have in my head, I’m finally getting to put on stage, and the responses I’m getting only make me want to keep going. And you know what? It’s really, really unfortunate that there are people in my life that don’t support Ruth. Is a man putting on a dress and some makeup really that wrong, when white supremacists are having rallies nationwide, and we’re basically watching naziism come back into fashion? I just feel like there are so many terrible things happening in the world right now, and if your focus is on drag being different and unnatural, maybe you should take a step back and reprioritize. The thing is, at the end of the day Ruth and Ryan are the same person. And I just feel like if you’re missing out on who Ruth is, then you’re never going to be able to really know Ryan. I’d hate for anyone to miss out on the gifts I have inside of me just because they don’t understand drag. And if these people never see a show of mine, then that’s on them, not me. Like Mama Ru says, what other people think about me is none of my damn business. I hope some of those people get the chance to read this someday. Because you know what?

I’m really good at this.

Like actually. I know what I’m doing (kind of), and I’m only going to keep getting better.

I promise to anyone reading this, if you haven’t gotten the chance to see Ruth perform yet, you’re missing out. She knows how to give it 110%, and always makes sure the audience takes something away from each performance.

So… what’s next? Well, I’m going to try to keep performing at The Backdoor pretty much bi-weekly from here on out, and I’ll always be posting on Facebook about what days I’ll be there, so look out for that! And if you aren’t 21, I’ve been thinking of ways to make Ruth more accessible for you guys, and maybe I’ll try and do a backyard drag show sometime. Or maybe even somewhere in the theatre building, if they’ll let me. Who knows. The year is full of possibilities! But until then, you can keep up with me on Instagram at @ruth.n.nasia and I’m probably going to make a YouTube channel soon where I can start posting performance videos. I’ll keep y’all updated.

Anywho, if you made it this far, thanks for taking the time out of your day to read this. It means a lot 🙂


Ryan & Ruth


On Being Authentically Myself

Hey everyone, it’s been awhile. Something happened today and I knew immediately that it was something I needed to write about–for myself, my friends, and my family.

Since high school I have been a superfan of the popular TV show RuPaul’s Drag Race, a show about drag queens competing America’s Next Top Model style to be America’s Next Drag Superstar. But as much as I loved the show, I never really considered doing drag in my personal life for a few reasons: 1) I didn’t want to deal with what some close-minded friends and family might say, 2) I didn’t think I had the skills to do what these queens can do, and 3) I wasn’t confident enough in myself to do something as bold as be a drag queen.

This past semester, I was in a stage makeup class that quite literally changed my life (shoutout to you, Emmie! 💖). I learned many different stage makeup techniques, but my favorite thing we did was our gender reversal unit. The class gave me an excuse to start really painting my face like a drag queen would, and though my beginning looks were rough, I was hooked from the start. I couldn’t stop painting my face, and even bought a bunch of new makeup to practice at home over winter break.

And here we are now, a few days after I made a personal Instagram for my drag persona, Ms. Ruth N. Nasia (get it?). I’m still putting looks together, but I’m going to be performing soon here in Bloomington and I couldn’t be happier about it. Though this is all very exciting this is only about halfway to what I came here to talk about (though you should still follow me at @ruth.n.nasia).

Today I tried a new boy glam makeup look on my face, and I felt amazing about it. I’m very happy with how far I’ve come since I first started my makeup journey (and boy was it a journey). I was going to put it on Ruth’s Insta, and when the options came up about where I wanted to post it, I immediately had some hesitation on posting it to Facebook. I felt this same way the other night when I was posting Ruth’s first picture in a full outfit. I don’t need to think about why I hesitated, I know why I did.

I hesitated because of family members who might think it was strange. I hesitated because of guys from high school I’m still friends with that might judge me. I hesitated because maybe I’m still not as confident as I want people to think I am. Performing on stage in front of thousands of people? No big deal. Putting a picture of myself in makeup on Facebook? Terrifying. Instagram is one thing, that’s my safe space where the people who want to follow me do, but Facebook is more public.

But then I asked myself why I was trying to hide myself. Makeup has given me such a creative outlet–it’s such an artform and the truth is I feel more confident with a full face on than I do without one. And that’s okay! There is such a stigma around guys who want to wear makeup, whether they are drag queens or not. Makeup has been viewed as for girls only by society for such a long time even though men have been wearing it for years. There’s also a big stigma around femininity in males and especially in the gay community. It might be easier to try and blend in and avoid these truths about myself, but that would be lying to the world and myself. To all the thoughts that ran through my head when I hesitated to make the post, I say fuck you. So I posted it.

From here on out, I am going to be my authentic self. I am beautiful no matter what I put on my body or my face, and I do know that deep down inside. I love my feminine qualities. I wouldn’t be where I am in life without them, and I am so happy to be living the life that I am. I know this may seem overdramatic–it’s just a Facebook post. But at the end of the day, it was more than that to me. Wearing makeup and drag to me is standing up to traditional gender roles, and being an artist, and being a goddamn performer. And at the end of the day, that’s what I am. I love myself, and I love myself with makeup on, and I love myself when I’m Ruth. I hope you will too.


Those of you who know me know that I am very dramatic, and it’s only fitting that the past several weeks have brought some dramatic emotional ups and downs and also some shifts in perspective for me. It’s summerstock audition season for us theatre folk, and along with that comes stress, stress, and more stress. And boy, did I feel the stress.

Luckily, I am finished with all of my auditions and I am proud to say that I did not get any callbacks or book anything. And I mean it. I am proud. Not the typical response of an actor who doesn’t know what his next job is going to be–but again, dramatic shifts in perspective. Let’s talk about it.

The first thing I have to say is: props to anyone who even goes to these auditions; they are stressful, long, and we all deserve a pat on the back for just doing them. From the outside, being an actor, especially a musical theatre actor, might seem like a walk in the park, but it’s not. We work hard. We meticulously pick out the perfect songs for whatever season we are auditioning for, spend hours in dance calls trying to kick our faces, figure out travel plans to get to where we need to be, etc. It’s a process. Not to mention we also have to perform our songs (and perform them to the best of our abilities) to hopefully just be considered for a callback. So yes, I’m proud of myself and all my wonderfully talented friends for just having finished the auditions–we did it, y’all. Let’s get drunk.

But again, that’s not the only reason I’m proud of myself for my unsuccessful attempts at getting a summer job outside of Bloomington. I did two weekends of auditions in a row, and my two weekends could not have been more opposite. I’m going to get very honest about my experiences now, and I hope it is not TMI for my school friends reading this; I’m never one to drone on and on about how this audition went and blah blah blah whiny annoying actor talk, but in this case I hope you will see why I felt the need to share my experience.

My first weekend I had my Midwest Theatre audition, which is where you audition for a bunch of theatres at one time, you dance for them all, they give out callbacks to who they’re interested in, etc. You get how the process works. I had my audition, and I felt amazing about it. I danced, and I even felt amazing about that too. And then I only received one callback. It was for a theatre that I wasn’t super interested in, only because from the sound of what they were offering, it just wasn’t really what I wanted to do. And that’s okay–I say always trust your gut instinct, and if your gut is telling you you’re not interested, listen. But the moral of the story is: I was crushed.

Absolutely crushed, devastated, almost crying in the hallway while I watched my friends travel back and forth to their callbacks. I don’t usually react to rejection this way, but for some reason the blues hit me hard this time. I sat there, contemplating why I had picked this career; why was I in this BFA program, did I really deserve it, will I ever be talented enough? I also was freaking out because I then started contemplating changing careers, but I was like IT’S TOO LATE I’M ALREADY A JUNIOR MY WORLD IS GOING TO END BECAUSE OF THIS ONE AUDITION.

Like I said, dramatic.

So that happened. I drove home that night with an amazing friend, and that made me feel a lot better. Over the next week I talked to several close friends about my experience, and that helped a little. I was still pretty upset with how things turned out at Midwest, but I picked myself up by my bootstraps and started to prepare for the next weekend of auditions. This time I was going to Chicago to audition for two theatres.

Before I left, my best friend in the whole world Buggy Reid Harris gave me some amazing advice: just have fun. She knew how hard I had taken the last weekend, and though the advice was short and simple, I really think it changed how I dealt with things during this round of auditions.

And so I went. And being the dramatic drama queen that I am, I had several epiphanies during my weekend in Chicago:

  1. I realized I wanted to move there after I graduate. I love the city and its theatre scene so much, I know it pretty well, and I can’t help but feel like I belong there when I’m visiting. I can study acting, and singing, and Shakespeare, and comedy, and improv, and anything I want there. I always had the dream of going to New York, without really knowing what New York is like. I don’t know if I’m ready for the crazy and intense competitiveness of New York yet, and that’s okay! People fit in different places, and I personally feel like I don’t think I would fit well right away in New York. And if I decide I want to go there someday, I can do that too. It’s not going anywhere.
  2. I am 21 years old, and I have the entire world in front of me. If I don’t book a summerstock gig this summer, that’s okay. So many more opportunities I can’t even imagine right now are going to come my way.
  3. Callbacks do not equal level of talent. Several of my extremely talented peers also didn’t receive many callbacks at Midwest, or this weekend, but that doesn’t change what they have inside of them. And it doesn’t change what’s inside of me. I know that I am a talented performer, and I know that I deserve to be doing this career. I’m learning to believe in myself enough that other people don’t have to. If all I have at the end of the day is myself telling me that I nailed that high note, or perfectly executed the comedic timing of that monologue, I’m okay with that.
  4. I cannot keep comparing myself to my peers the way that I do. We are each on our own, individual journeys, and if my journey doesn’t match up exactly to so-and-so’s, who cares? Life will go on. Again, people fit in different places, and people want different things, and I’m starting to realize that I might not want the things I was so sure I wanted.

Look mom, I’m growing up!

And so I had fun. I performed to the best of my abilities at all my singing and dance auditions, and I made sure I was always in the moment, having a good time while doing it. Was I perfect? Of course not. Did I still nail it? You bet your ass I did. And I got to explore my favorite city while doing it! I got to see an improv show, and go to the zoo, and eat some amazing deep dish pizza, and all kinds of other cool things while I was there.

Since I’ve come home, I feel like a weight has been lifted off of my shoulders. I stopped putting so much pressure on myself to be perfect, and to book this or that, and it feels amazing. I did some thinking this week on why I took my first weekend so hard when it didn’t turn out the way I’d thought it would, and I think it comes down to this:

As actors, we will have good years and bad years. Times when we are on a winning streak, and then times when we can’t even get any callbacks. I’ll be honest, I’ve had a very good year here at school. A ton of cool opportunities presented themselves to me, and I’ve been very successful. After all this success, I put so much pressure on myself to get a job this summer. In my head, that was the only possible next step. The second things didn’t turn out like my perfect plan, my world came crashing down. I mean, it didn’t, but it felt like it did. Taking a step back now, I just have to remind myself that the same man who had all that success, and performed in so many awesome shows, is the same man that was at those auditions. My talent didn’t go anywhere. If they didn’t want me for their seasons, that’s okay. That’s on them, not me. I can’t do anything about it. Life goes on.

And so I don’t have an acting job for this summer. And I’m still proud of myself. I am so fucking proud of myself. I’m proud of myself for coming to all of these realizations, and I’m proud of myself for being the talented son of a bitch I am. I do deserve to be doing this, and one summer without a paid gig is not a sign that I don’t. I’m also excited to explore some different things this summer–I’ve already started considering my own independent project I could do here in Bloomington. Maybe I’ll try and direct. Maybe I’ll try and finish my play and get that up. Who knows! A wise teacher in high school made sure that I knew that we always have the ability to create our own opportunities.

And so I’m sharing this experience in hopes that maybe someone else out there who hasn’t been feeling too proud of themselves lately will also have a change of heart. All I know right now is that I have got the whole rest of my life in front of me. My biggest goal is to just keep working on myself and my own craft, and most importantly: to just have fun.

Politics and Twitter

Hey, y’all. Before I start this post, I can explain. I haven’t been on here in awhile, and if I’m being honest, I really don’t have an excuse. But I have been writing! I wrote a short play, and even started a full length one. So I’m holding myself to this whole “Ryan as a writer” idea! Don’t be mad at me (I know no one’s mad at me, no one’s waiting for my new blog posts with baited breath).

Now that that’s out of the way, let’s talk.

Let’s talk about Twitter (here’s mine, btw). More specifically, let’s talk about politics and Twitter. To start, I’d like to say that I think Twitter is wonderful; it’s wonderful for networking, news, comedy, even politics. It really is one of my favorite social media sites.

In terms of politics, I think it’s a really smart tool. It’s great for people to send out their personal political opinions, and also to follow politicians they like. A lot of political officials do, in fact, have Twitters, and I think they should. It’s a great way to connect to the people on a very direct level. Our soon to be former President has a Twitter, as does our newest President-elect. The question I raise when it comes to politics and Twitter is: what do we qualify as overstepping the boundaries of what is okay to say on there?

Let’s take a look at Donald Trump’s Twitter account. As you may have heard, there has been a lot of issue surrounding the things he tweets during his campaign, and especially now after winning the election. As the President, the highest held political office in this country, you must be careful about the way you present yourself on a social media platform like this. Donald Trump has not been.

In fact, since winning the election, a majority of Donald Trump’s tweets have been extremely defensive. Defending things he really shouldn’t have to, because he literally won. To me, this makes him look very insecure, and dare I say it, childish.

How do we start to even talk about how inappropriate this tweet is? This man has been nothing but a sore winner, and shouldn’t we be even a little alarmed that he is quoting Vladimir Putin? The bad, bad man that leads Russia? The country that allegedly hacked and corrupted this years election? THIS IS NOT GOOD. Okay. Next.

Above is a tweet that Donald Trump tweeted the day after Christmas. Let’s remind ourselves, Obama didn’t run. Obama wasn’t able to run. In no situation would the two have run against each other, but here Donald is, getting upset and sending out his first thoughts and reactions. Did he take a second to think, “Should I tweet this?” I doubt it.

Let’s keep going.

Another tweet from the day after Christmas. In Donald’s mind, he has decided the entire world had no hope and was “gloomy” before he won. I’d just like to say: personally, I had a lot more hope and less gloom before he won. He states that Christmas spending has gone up, and he claims responsibility for it. In what world is it acceptable for any political official, let alone the President, to claim ownership of the market surrounding a worldwide holiday?

Boo hoo, Donald. So sad. Just one question: don’t you have bigger things to be worrying about? Our President-elect is literally sending out tweets every day whining and complaining about the smallest of issues. Next.

His most recent tweet. I’m confused about this one. Which election is he talking about? 2008? 2012? Because again, OBAMA DID NOT RUN IN 2016. He was never in competition with Trump. What are you talking about, Donald?

Fun fact: He has tweeted much less thought out things than the tweets I have mentioned here, but if I wanted to dissect all of those I’d be here all night, and that is not what I want to spend my time doing.

I don’t know how this has been happening for so long without anyone stopping him. He is overstepping boundaries left and right on social media, and no one is doing anything about it. I ask you all, my friends, my colleagues, don’t sit idly by and just watch it happen. Stay informed. Keep up with his Twitter and remind yourself why the things he tweets are not okay. A man in his position should not be critiquing every little issue people have with him on Twitter. He shouldn’t still be defending his win. He should move on. I fear that one day he will tweet something that really puts our country in a dangerous position.

That’s all I got.


On Being Busy


Me after this week.


I am so busy. I have not written anything since the week I started this blog, because I am so busy. I am forcing myself to write this because I want to keep up shop around here, though it’s just another item on my plate (it’s a large plate).

I can’t really complain, because the only one at fault for my busyness (business?) is myself. I willingly signed up to do all the things I am doing. And I’m very happy! Don’t get me wrong! I love being this busy. But I am TIRED.

Tomorrow ends the busiest week I’ve had this semester, and so to celebrate I am here writing this. This week I had rehearsals for the play I’m in that opens next weekend, the huge Singing Hoosiers Holiday concert I am in tomorrow, and a directing scene that I am performing next week (all this on top of classes).

On the other hand, I am very lucky to be this busy. I love all the projects I’m working on, the people I get to work with, and the new things I’m constantly getting to try. I think I’m actually juggling it all pretty well too, so go me!

I was talking to another busy friend today about just how busy we are, and I brought up that though I’m tired and always doing something, I’m not stressed. I feel like sometimes those feelings come together, but luckily I feel very comfortable and on top of all the material in my head right now (and there’s a lot in there). I’m ready for everything. It just all happens to be at the same time.

That’s all I’ve got. I could probably organize this neater and nicer… but my brain is fried and I need to go to bed so I can get up for THE CHIMES OF CHRISTMAS! I hope some of you get to come see it! If not, you’re dead to me! Ha ha just kidding!

(But I’m not.)

Goodnight, folks.

Thank you, Mr. President

Thank you card

Are you there, Donald? It’s me, Ryan.

I know things haven’t been great between us lately. I’ve said things, you’ve said things… really, I think it’s time we put all that behind us. Like you said in your recent interview with the New York Times, you just want to move forward.

Let’s try that.

So, in the spirit of moving forward, and with Thanksgiving coming up, I have to admit that I’m thankful for you. No, really! Let me lay it out for you.

Thank you, Mr. President.

  • Thank you for inciting countless protests all across the country, showing me the thousands of people on the right side of history. We will be remembered, and it’s all because of you.
  • Thank you for inspiring so many wonderful comedians, especially the writers and performers of SNL, and giving us so much material to work with. This election season has inspired some of the best SNL episodes since 2008, and it’s all on you!
  • Thank you for your comments on women, immigrants, Muslims, and other various minorities. You’ve awoken the beast in a lot of us due to the things you’ve said, and given us something to fight for and also against.
  • Thank you for your Twitter account. It’s another source for some great comedy, and further proof that you are a giant narcissistic child in a grown man’s body. We might not have known without it!
  • Thank you for being an inspiration to the KKK and other Neo-Nazi movements arising in this country. You’ve made them the center of the public’s attention, and in turn shown us a great example of the man you are.
  • And finally, thank you for lighting a fire under my ass. You’ve given me so much inspiration to create, teach, and make my voice heard. If it weren’t for you (and the 1st amendment) I probably wouldn’t be writing this right now.

So, there you have it Mr. Trump. I am thankful for you this Thanksgiving. I know you probably won’t see this, but I just thought it would be a kind gesture for me to put it out into the world anyway.



The Do’s and Don’ts of Protesting


In today’s society, protesting has become hugely prominent. We’ve seen it a lot on the liberal side of things, with the #BlackLivesMatter movement, the opposition to the Dakota Access Pipeline (#NoDAPL), and following the election of Trump/Pence.

In turn, conservatives have now decided to take a whack at it. They’ve started such groundbreaking movements as #BoycottHamilton, #TrumpCup, and most recently, #AnywhereButTarget. Oh, boy, am I gonna have fun with this one. Let’s break these down, one by one, for those of us not in the know.


This past Friday evening, vice president-elect Mike Pence attended a performance of the smash Broadway hit, Hamilton (which just happens to be about the revolutionary war and the founding of these United States.  Basically, it’s very political). Naturally, his arrival was met with booing from several audience members, which I’ll admit is a little rude, but at the same time this is the guy that thinks people like me can have the gay electrocuted out of them, so, sorry-not-sorry Mikey.

At the end of the performance, as Pence was leaving, the cast stopped him to make a statement, basically asking him to not be a shitty human in the coming four years. The video of this can be found here.

Long story short, Trump freaked out (on Twitter, like a real upstanding President should), and in turn, so did his minions. They are now vowing to boycott Hamilton. More on this in a bit.


A video of a man was released where he blames his drink taking too long on prejudice against him. He assumed that because he voted for Trump, the barista was refusing to serve him. In the video you can see him demand his money back, call the barista “trash”, fight with her and the staff for about a minute, and then exit. Real adult stuff.

Two days later, this was posted in response:

And now, Trump supporters are going into Starbucks, telling their baristas that their name is Trump, which is in turn forcing them to have to shout “Trump” when the drink is ready.

I know, I know. I’m just as excited to tear this apart as you are. I promise it’s coming.


This is the most recent protest. I heard of it for the first time today, when the website was shared on my news feed (by friends opposing, not supporting it). With the holiday season coming up, conservatives are saying to shop anywhere but Target because of their “liberal assault on common sense and decency”.

In recent years, Target has come out as a strong advocate for the LBTQ+ community, first removing gendered adjectives in the toy section, and most recently saying that they support transgender customers and employees to use the bathroom of their choice.

Back when Target announced all of this, spokesperson Katie Boylan said, “At the end of the day, Target is all about inclusion. We want everyone to feel comfortable in our stores.”

Let’s break all this down.

These conservatives think that they are making some powerful statements, but here’s where they went wrong.

People are pissed at the cast of Hamilton for “harassing” Mike Pence (a plea for basic decency and kindness is not harassment), and a lot of people have been saying that the theatre is not a place for politics (again, Hamilton is literally about politics), or going so far as to say that these actors aren’t there to make political statements/voice their opinions.

Here’s the thing: the theatre has always been political. One of my good friends Devin made a post about politics and theatre that you can find here, and I also had something to say about some negative comments on the Hamilton Facebook page here.

Hamilton is in such high demand that a boycott is not going to hurt its ticket sales. This is the musical that recouped the $12.5 million it cost to mount months ago.

What’s hilarious about the whole thing is that the 9-time Tony Award winning musical has also been sold out for months on Broadway. When tickets are available, they are typically upwards of $500, and yes, that is for a single ticket (told you, they’re doing fine). From the official Hamilton website:


So, for those of you boycotting Hamilton, that’s great, but you can’t really start doing that until next August. And for those who already have tickets, not showing up does not change anything. You bought the tickets, they don’t do refunds, and your seat will just be given to someone else. Next.

As wildly innovative as Operation #TrumpCup is, the fact is: you’re still giving money to the company. The biggest inconvenience of the whole movement is that the employees are having to write and say “Trump” out loud. One question: why just his last name? Trump doesn’t even sound like a name by itself… but I guess that’s besides the point I’m trying to make.

Do I think Trump is a fucking idiot? Sure. Does it bother me to say his name out loud? Nah, dude. Life goes on. And honestly, all the Starbucks I’ve been to lately don’t even ask for names any more. They usually just shout out the drink you ordered, and that’s that.

Personally, I’m a bigger fan of Operation Anti #TrumpCup:

And finally, #AnywhereButTarget.

Alright, I’ll give them this one. This is actually stopping business to the company. But from what it seems, Target doesn’t really want your business anyway if you’re a hateful, close-minded bigot.

I’m also pleased to report that as I scroll through the hashtag on Twitter, I’m mostly seeing positive things. Here are some of those.

I really love the last one, and totally encourage anyone reading this to do just that.

Target is love. Target is life. Thank you, Target.

So, to close, I have one piece of advice for Trump supporters and conservatives participating in these protests: try harder. Take a glance over at the big kids table and look at what we’re protesting for: ending the murder of innocent black Americans, stopping the construction of a pipeline that infringes on the Standing Rock Sioux tribe’s land and water, and to just exist as human beings without our rights being taken away.

You are waging war on a Broadway musical, a coffee company, and a department store.

Grow up.


So, Hey


I don’t really know what I’m doing.

I made a blog.

Most of you reading this probably know me, but if not, let me introduce myself. I’m Ryan. I’m a white gay male, an intersectional feminist, a #BlackLivesMatter supporter, an LGBTQ+ rights advocate, a supporter of ALL people of all races and citizenship statuses, and a college student. Basically, your grandfather’s worst nightmare. I’m also an actor, that’s what I’m in school for.

I make a lot of Facebook posts about my political stances and current events, and my friends seem to like them a lot (which is fantastic, thank you all), but I’ve noticed they’ve started to get longer and longer, and I just felt that if I wanted a soapbox, maybe there was a better platform for that. That led me here.

I felt the need to start a blog mainly to talk about the shitstorm that is America right now, as I consider myself a pretty strong advocate for most progressive issues. If you’re anything like me, you’re also probably pretty scared for this country. This blog is a space where I (and you) can speak openly and uncensored about what a fucking mess things are right now. It’s okay to be scared, and it’s also okay to be angry. I’ve spent too long trying to be positive and clean. But I also hope that some of my posts will be inspiring and uplifting. I’ve just got a lot of opinions.

I should also mention, though I started this blog with politics in mind, I also don’t want to limit myself to one topic. I’ve recently found I have a certain knack for writing things well (thanks mom), and I wanted to explore that. I love theatre, fashion, music, ASL, and comedy, among other things, so I might write about those too. I’m just experimenting.

You can also follow me on Twitter (I’m the funniest person I know), Youtube (I sing too), and Instagram (I’m also devilishly handsome) way down at the bottom of the page. Love me.

So, follow me if you dare! Or don’t! I don’t know. Here we go.