One of the tags I use a lot in this blog is "these aren't the penises you're looking for," but I happily can't use that label for this review.These are DECIDEDLY the penises you're looking for.Oh, were you looking for a safe-for-work book review? Let's start here: Michael's Wings successfully proves that a series of… Continue reading Michael’s Wings, by Tiffany Reisz (Book Review, Spoiler-Free, Appropriately NSFW)
The 17 Year Old Unsolved Mystery of Russell Crowe.
The turn of the millennium had a couple big milestones for me. I graduated college in 1999, and my first real adventures happened in 2000. I moved away from home over New Year's weekend. (Yeah, I know a lot of peeps move when they GO to college, but I LIKED my hometown and never wanted… Continue reading The 17 Year Old Unsolved Mystery of Russell Crowe.
A Series of Events, Mostly Fortunate
I was reminded recently via an unexpected and unusual channel that I've not blogged since Chewy's death, and since the reminder came with an "are you ok" query from an ex-boyfriend I had twenty years ago...I am still alive.This fall held a series of big changes and an overabundance of work...and I've been behind the… Continue reading A Series of Events, Mostly Fortunate
Lo There.
Thank you Chewy, for spending most of your life here with us. We were lucky. When you see Thor, tell him I miss him, too.
The World Is Not Ending
It's Friday, and things seem pretty damned dire today.Wildfires apparently started by teens in the Pacific Northwest are greedily devouring tens of thousands of acres. Mexico City had the worst earthquake since 1985, the magnitude of damage is unknown. Southeastern Texas and Louisiana has been flooded out by Hurricane Harvey. Hurricane Irma is sweeping the Caribbean islands nearly… Continue reading The World Is Not Ending
A Nefarious Gang Stalks My House
This fine cool fall-ish morning I took my usual sojourn to Starbucks for fancy coffee (because I work from home full time now, and sometimes that's my only outing of the day. Hey, I shower every day and wear not-pajamas for this gig, and I'm still saving money by not commuting...oh stop judging me).Anyway, when… Continue reading A Nefarious Gang Stalks My House
A Collection of "WTF" Moments
I don't have a real post today, just a couple things not sufficient to be separate postiness. Yesterday I realized that Lifetime is both blatant and subtle in their fitness encouragement. The towels in the locker room, for example, don't fit anyone with over 110lbs OR with a D cup. Because what better way to make… Continue reading A Collection of "WTF" Moments
I Hoard Words
When I’m unwell, when the darkness descends and I can’t reach my characters anymore, I lock my voice in a musty mental trunk, piling distractions on the lid. I talk only about the most mundane and shallow topics. I write only grocery lists and technical documentation for my day job. I'm a makeshift Pandora, barricaded in… Continue reading I Hoard Words
Opening a Memory Box in My Brain.
Yesterday I visited the house I grew up in for the first time in a decade. Ten years ago, my parents moved to California for work adventures and rented out the 40-some acre hobby farm. Now, they're getting it ready to sell and I had a chance to poke around rooms I lived in from… Continue reading Opening a Memory Box in My Brain.
Dear 80’s Just Say No Commercials – It’s My Dog’s Fault
Chewy is now a relatively perky old man on super pain-medication. That's right, my dog is now a drug addict. Awesome. I mean, he already drank out of the toilet and ate things better left unmentioned while outside and barked at invisible things - why not get him high too? (He learned it from the… Continue reading Dear 80’s Just Say No Commercials – It’s My Dog’s Fault
No Pithy Phrase 