Sprocket Ink is a site that takes on the latest news in entertainment, politics, lifestyles and technology. Adding our own personal opinions to what is happening in our world makes us a unique news site. Our writers below take pride in their work and love to reply to your opinions. From current news and all things Hollywood, to learning about the latest gadget you can’t live without… you will find it here at Sprocket Ink.
Nichole has a great life in the Midwest. She lives comfortably in a house made of glass with her hubby while her tiger sleeps in the garage out back. She has a fake boyfriend known to most people as “Jon Stewart.” She believes that most of life’s lessons can be learned through The Brady Bunch, Seinfeld, and It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia. She falls asleep to Ira Glass’s voice on This American Life as often as possible. She’s both a news junkie and a reality TV show junkie… somehow she makes that work.
Andrea is the quirkiest thirty-something writer slash photographer, crazy cat lady this side of the Mississippi. She’s a California girl turned Portlander and she has the plaid shirts and Valley Girl accent to prove it. She wonders how the hell she ended up with a big girl job, spends her weekends dominating the Portland karaoke scene, and blogs when she feels like it at Crazy with a Side of Awesome Sauce. Andrea was lucky enough to be with Sprocket in its conception and is ever so stoked to be back snarking it with the best of ‘em.
Angie lives somewhere in the upper Midwest where it’s usually either too hot or too cold. When she’s not living her life as a cautionary tale for others over at Angie Uncovered, she is a mom to two great teens, but she’s still her own favorite child. She spends her days bringing joy to others (What?), contemplating the big issues of the day (who isn’t putting the toilet paper on the roller), and organizing spreadsheets into fitted and flat categories. Aside from technology, she’s addicted to Monster Lo-carb, Xyience Cherry Lime, her treadmill, and sushi. Her opinion can be rented, but never purchased.
Becky lives in Texas with her hubcap, Chuck and two tiny dogs, Pants and Scratchy. She moved to Texas when she was nine but she doesn’t call herself a Texan, maybe in another 20 years. She pokes animals with shiny needles (only to help them!) during the work week and relaxes at night with a sharp and gluten free knife. On the weekends you will find her in the pool with a good book or a kindle in a waterproof case and her waterproof camera around her neck. She started her blog in 2006 when she discovered boyfriends watch a lot of football. Like a lot of football.
Brahm lives in northern Canada with his patient husband, adorable dog, and handsome step-dog. When not living his double life as an international man of mystery, he dabbles in pop culture obsession, watches The Big Bang Theory over and over, has a career in retail, runs long distances very slowly, and blogs at Alfred Lives Here where he rants and raves about TV, movies, morons, books, gay life, and why the Kardashians really are a sign of the coming apocalypse.
Bre works to support all sorts of habits outside of the job that include, eating, watching movies, buying Kindle books, and buying toys for the toddler that will go unused. A full-time mother, employee, and social networker, she enjoys everything from Friends to Fight Club. As full blown Texan, she believes everyone is y’all, honey, but wouldn’t be caught dead near a horse (unless it’s Rodeo time). You can find her discussing being a parent, life, and even posting the occasional work of fiction on her blog at BreWrites.com
When Handflapper is not trying to encourage one of her many disliked dogs to play in the road (shh, don’t tell her husband!), she might be crafting or reading or playing on the internets, but she’ll most likely be napping. She always thought she’d be a writer when she grew up, but she somehow became a special education teacher instead. Now that she’s retired* from teaching and actually getting the chance to write, she’s discovered she’s as lazy about that as she is anything else. She’s either a hippie or a nerd, depending on whom you ask, but definitely too liberal for most of her neighbors in rural Arkansas (redundant, right?). She raised two boys who have turned out just as cynical as she. She has a half-ass blog at Handflapping.com where she overshares the intimate details of her life. Trust me, it’s not as exciting as it sounds. *had a nervous breakdown and quit her job*
Jessie Bishop Powell has two perfectly useless Master’s Degrees from the University of Kentucky. The degree in English prevents her from writing, and the one in Library Science prevents her from reading, so she’s pretty much up a creek. She lives in Montgomery, Alabama, with her egghead husband and their two bookworm children. For all her erudite background, her favorite words all start with the prefix fuck, and she makes her mother blush on a regular basis. You can read her ranting and fiction over at her blogging home, Jester Queen.
J.R. is the full-time single dad of a teenage daughter and the creator of Reed My Writing. A former radio talk show host and color commentator, he’s also an off-the-hook cook, a bit of an argyle-loving dork, part-time gangstah and has a word in Urban Dictionary. J.R. has a serious guacamole addiction and a torta dealer named Danny. He uses the words “rad”, “bitchin”, “dude” and “bro” a lot. Probably too much. J.R. believes that any story beginning with, “OK, check it out…” will not end well, but a sentence that ends with, “…and shit” is probably going to be good.
Known as a Purveyor of Fine Words, his work has appeared in more than 30 magazines and newspapers in North America and Europe in addition to several websites. He has also been honored as a Top 25 Single Parent Blogger and was one of only two males to make the list. Word to your mother.
Kath is Jersey, baby. After all these years she still has no clue what she wants to be when she grows up. She has a bad attitude, that doesn’t make her a bad person. Give her music and she is tolerable…barely. She rants about life on Kat’s Theory of Life and bitches about what passes for music, on Kat’s Theory of Music.
Kristi is a robot masquerading as a writer. She figured it would be the best cover prior to the inevitable droid take over. Supported by these humans in her house, the snark flows out of her through her writings. Sometimes the filter is broken. You’ve been warned.
Find her ramblings on The Robot Mommy or parenting advice on Mom 365.
Lance, from My Blog Can Beat Up Your Blog, is an anxiety ridden, sarcastic, punk rock loving, sports, music & politics obsessed robot-human hybrid writer living in the deep south with 4 women and not talking about Fight Club. Lance Burson is a published author of two books, The Ballad of Helene Troy and Soul To Body.
Linda is a writer/musician. She’s grateful that the word “snark” has been introduced into the vernacular since people just used to know her as “the chick with the bad attitude”. She feels strangely akin to Larry David and will criticize your parallel parking abilities to prove it. She blogs at elleroy was here, fronts the Indie Americana band Jehova Waitresses, is a staff writer at Aiming Low and writes a music column at Funny Not Slutty. Connect with her at Twitter and Facebook and Google+
Sarah has the husband, kids, house, job, and the stressed-induced insomnia to prove it. She lives in the Midwest with the above-mentioned menagerie, and works in academia. She revels in nerdiness. When she’s not working, she ignores the mountains of dirty laundry and blogs at La Casa di Frigerio; mainly about tortilla chip-induced panic attacks and keeping the vermin at bay.
From the shores of Trinidad & Tobago comes Vinny C. First sighted on As Vinny C’s It, not much is known about this international blogging enigma. What is known is that he is married (apparently to a very patient woman) and holds a strange obsession with coffee. Evidence also suggests he tends to favor humor, Japan, pop culture references and drawing crude stick figures – often with large breasts. Even more mysterious is how he manages to continually breach our security in order to leave his writings behind.