Sarah Godlin

Sarah Godlin, one of the creators of Savage Henry, lives in the heart of Humboldt County, California. She has a bit of a Napoleon Complex, but all in all is a hell of a gal. She's responsible for the fold-in's, Catty Mean Girl, the Monthly Confessions, The parental Warning, many features and a grip of the other funny that make Savage Henry so great. She also wrangles writers. If you think you're a funny writer, get a hold of her. She can loud whistle, play harmonica and back a trailer into a tight space. She's a lefty and a Clippers fan. She's also a Raiders fan but don't hold that against her, she enjoys winning just as much as the next person. You can follow her on Twitter! twitter.com/bloglin You can send her emails! godlin@savagehenrymagazine.com You can send her presents! http://www.thinkgeek.com/product/f2aa/ 791 8th Street, Suite 5 Arcata, Ca 95521

Subject: Fw: for the greater good

My grandma is a forwarder. Everyone knows a few forwarders. It’s the magic that spreads hilarious photos of cats with captions and videos of fat guys bo staff fighting. But you can imagine the sort of stuff your grandmother might forward you. Grandma stuff. Recipes and scams of which to be wary and tips to stay healthy. The sort of …

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The Switch

Betty and George Bowman had lot 41 this winter. They had the newest, largest rig in Golden Sun RV Village and Resort, east of Yuma, Ariz., though I thought the color scheme was hideous. Their twin cockapoos had some sort of high pedigree — highest out of all of the “second set of children” in the resort, too, but I …

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Gnarzipan… a burly confection

The British have had more time to separate themselves by class than the Americans have. You can tell a tracksuit-wearing, corner-pub drinker from a banker blindfolded just by listening to them talk. Here, where your professors tell you to “chill, bro,” it’s not as black and white. If you stay away from the word ain’t and breathe through your nose, …

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Savage Henry Feature: The Sports Brahs

Angie Baker and Becca Glaspy are like a female athletic version of the Smothers Brothers. They play guitar, set each other up for jokes and sing songs about the goodness of butter and taking night runs instead of doing drugs. Their wholesomeness doesn’t come of as annoying. It more reminds you of that chick in high school who organized scavenger …

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Things You’d Miss If You Moved Away

Traveling, if anything, makes you more aware of where you’re from. On my most recent ventures, I saw about 85 percent of California from the window of a vehicle towing a tent trailer. I saw about 15 percent of Arizona, too, and from the shower of an RV park in Yuma, Ariz., I thought about how much I take the …

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Red Dawn (When shit hits the fan)

I ran across a personality test with this question: “You would consider it exciting if the apocalypse happened — true or false?” I weighed the options and had to admit to myself that, aside from all the guts and black stuff and after all the screaming quieted down, post-apocalyptic America would be the perfect place to evaluate one’s cache of …

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Shows you shoulda went to: Hank III: still Gnarbuckle

The Mateel has such a weird vibe. It’s the place where people who don’t see a lot of other people for most of the year go and see people. And shows. It acts as a sort of grange for the So. Hum growers and others from the area down there and gets forgotten by No. Hummers until something they are …

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Saving it for posterity (or a horrible prank)

When you live in the middle of nowhere you don’t get to choose your friends. I certainly didn’t choose Tom, the pimply kid who lived a half-mile away from me with his grandma and the derelict uncle who let him drink beer. He was the only other 13-year-old around. When we weren’t throwing oranges at cars or lighting fires, we …

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Eureka Skate Park Opens

Humboldt was a geographical blind spot for traveling skateboarders. Skateparks are big and bad these days and the mother load of parks is Oregon. There are plenty in the Bay area too, but in between, for so long, there have been only a few little city parks. It’s like the difference between dinner and a piece of gum. The opening …

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