According to exorcism/poltergeist/paranormal horror movies, night time is when evil wakes, right? midnight is the witching hour, 0300 is the demonic hour, etcetera etcetera...Apparently in our house 0430 is Rodent Hour. If 0300 is the demonic hour in a sort of "demons saying fuck you to the holy trinity" way, what exactly is the mouse… Continue reading Chewy is NOT a Mouseketeer.
Mythic Monday: Mithras – Spell Checker is DILIGENT
"One day every soldier in the empire has to shower in the blood of your sacrificial bull. The next they don't even remember your birthday." --Neil Gaiman, American Gods*I have to add a disclaimer to this post. Mithraism is NOT a single mythological tale, but a full mythic cycle which was eventually adopted and adapted… Continue reading Mythic Monday: Mithras – Spell Checker is DILIGENT
My Stuff is…Something?
Apparently Facebook thinks I'm a dude with ED now, too. Which is really just Facebook's way of calling me Sir. I find this both amusing and annoying. My standard response at being called Sir is to look down at my rather ample boobs, look back at the "Sir-er" and just say, "really?" Works every time. But Facebook… Continue reading My Stuff is…Something?
I am not fired, and other Friday Shenangians.
I got sent home from work today at lunchtime.No, I didn't get fired, no my mouth didn't get me in trouble, and no I didn't hit anyone OR start anything on fire.Thanks a lot assholes, for knowing exactly what could get me sent home assuming the worst.I got sent home because I've been hacking up… Continue reading I am not fired, and other Friday Shenangians.
Mythic Monday: The Boy Who Flew Too High
In the time before time, a desperate King searched for a way to trap the monster his wife created. An inescapable prison to hold a creature so terrifying and bloodthirsty the King couldn't keep it in his court, yet, being a canny and ruthless man, the King knew he could use his wife's monster to… Continue reading Mythic Monday: The Boy Who Flew Too High
Mythic Monday: Huldra
I haven't Mythic Monday'd in a while...but post-Samhain we move into the traditional storytelling season. It seems appropriate to begin with tonight's Scandinavian myth, since the Norse were serious about their stories during the long, dark winter nights (not unlike the great-grandmas who can't see you tonight because their STORIES are on T.V.).Disclaimer: you stopped… Continue reading Mythic Monday: Huldra
The Trials and Tribulations of a Jedi Dog.
Chewy has been particularly unimpressed with us lately. Ok let's be honest: he's perfectly fine with Husband. He's less than thrilled with me. In the past week, he's burned his tongue off*, endured humiliating tortures, and been denied wintertime treats. All because he has the unfortunate happenstance of birth to be reincarnated as a giant Star Wars… Continue reading The Trials and Tribulations of a Jedi Dog.
No, I Don’t Know Why Either.
I don't have enough of one topic for a funny post tonight, but I have a bunch of weird episodes from the past few days I thought I'd share. Earlier this week, I found the following in my cube garbage can at work: But WHY is this even a question?WHAT THE FUCK does any of that mean?… Continue reading No, I Don’t Know Why Either.
Molon Labe
This is not a funny post. It's likely to cause me some hate mail (or hate-facebooking, I suppose). Ah well.I am completely NOT shocked, nor even mildly surprised, about the CIA torture report. What DOES dishearten me are the variations of "This is why I don't give a fuck that we tortured terrorists" memes on… Continue reading Molon Labe
"Mrs. Titts" isn’t an empty title, people.
Today, I was coerced by a pushy coworker to PARTICIPATE in group "fun" activities. I think work fun activities should involve alcohol and the ability to watch people make idiots of themselves. Well, I suppose I got half of that. We were "festive" and made gingerbread houses. Because what's better at an insurance company than… Continue reading "Mrs. Titts" isn’t an empty title, people.
No Pithy Phrase 