Traveling south from Salt Lake City on Interstate 15, you will eventually pass a city called Fillmore, a tiny town that was the original capital of the Utah territory. Then, about fifty miles south of that, you will pass the city of Beaver. Growing up, I often heard this part of the state referred to as “the Fillmore/Beaver area.” Either because Utahn’s are really sheltered, or because we like to make our teenagers giggle.
I wonder which of those two types of Utahns made this sign. I’m hoping the latter.
I am a writer, ceramic artist, knitter, and stepmom. As a playwright, I had six short plays produced in showcases and festivals in Manhattan, Salt Lake City, and Austin. My full-length play, Locking Doors, was presented by Wordsmith Theatre Company in The New Lab Theatre (University of Utah) in 2005. I co-wrote a teleplay titled “Thank God I’m Atheist” which won the 2015 “No God But Funny” contest founded by the Center for Inquiry. My short nonfiction essay, “It’s Coming Down,” was published by the online literary magazine Halfway Down the Stairs. My essay "The Red Rock Chronicles" was published in Contemporary West magazine. I currently work in pharmaceuticals professionally and write recreationally, but dream of making the transition to write professionally and do pharmaceuticals recreationally. I am a Utah native and live in Salt Lake City with my family and our Goldendoodle. I am working on a collection of humorous non-fiction essays and a second full-length play.
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Two euphemisms for vagina combined with a command to service it next to a cartoon of the last creature on earth you want to go down on you with those teeth. Welcome to Repression, U.S.A.