It's Mythic Monday, and I'm writing tonight about Artemis and her vengeance upon a peeping Greek. But first, you should know I have a bit of a problem with blank paper. I CAN'T STOP BUYING IT. While unpacking a corner of my office today (we better renew the lease here, because fuck if I want… Continue reading Mythic Monday: Artemis and Actaeon
Updated: Gmail Thinks I Have Tiny Junk…
I...well, I got nothin. On the other hand, I don't have a tiny weener. Updated: you guys, I'm surrounded by dick jokes today. Wtf universe?? This was on my garbage can: I surrender.
Mythic Monday – Banshee
Are you of Irish, Scottish, or Welsh descent? Is your clan name O'Grady, O'Neill, Caomhanachs, , O'Conchobhair, or O'Briain? What about O'Grady, O'Neill, Kavanaugh, O'Connor, or O'Brien? Then you may have a Banshee. Do not be alarmed: they're not the screaming monster portrayed on World of Warcraft. I'll explain the clan names in just a bit. In Gaelic,… Continue reading Mythic Monday – Banshee
Mythic Monday (Sort of): Yggdrasill – If You Can Pronounce It, You May Be A Viking
First, I'm late. I know it. There was death and sadness that I found really odd since I didn't know the man at all except for the characters he played but I felt sad anyway. And then there were assholes making snarky superior comments about how Robin Williams is going to hell for committing suicide,… Continue reading Mythic Monday (Sort of): Yggdrasill – If You Can Pronounce It, You May Be A Viking
O Captain, My Captain
I have a post on Yggdrasill ready for Mythic Monday, but then Robin Williams died. And I just can't bring myself to post anything about Norse mythology tonight. It's stupid, I know: I never met the man. I didn't know him at all. And yet I feel like weeping at the waste, at the sadness… Continue reading O Captain, My Captain
Nighmares At The Museum…Or, Ways To Feel Lucky I’m Still Alive
This isn't a real post: it's a bunch of pics from our trip to the Houston Museum of Natural Science for my birthday (because the MAGNA CARTA was there, people, and nothing makes my geeky medieval heart beat quite as fast as a piece of parchment that was written in 1217). After I stopped drooling… Continue reading Nighmares At The Museum…Or, Ways To Feel Lucky I’m Still Alive
I Don’t Need Your Homegrown Dandelions, Gmail.
"Laughed the car and into tears." There is nothing I can say to top that. Gmail has been trumping Yahoo for weird spam lately...not for the offers, but for the random gibberish in the body of the emails. Because "homegrown dandelions." I'm baffled.
Dear Anyone: IS THIS A SNAKE DEN??
I assure you, there's a hole there (rained last night). It's the size of a doughnut hole...2" across or so. Seriously, what the hell made this hole in my front garden?? Giant wasps? Ground gopher (that's what Husband says it is, by the way)? Giant Snakepider? Teeny-tiny Hellmouth (in which case I expect Buffy to come save… Continue reading Dear Anyone: IS THIS A SNAKE DEN??
Updated: But…Is There Hypoallergenic Tattoo Ink For My Rabbit??
So, I have relatives visiting this fall and was looking for anything equestrian-related to maybe go do while they're here, because they'll be six months early for the Houston Rodeo. A coworker suggested the Harris County Fair, which will be near my house (woohoo! Convenient AND close). No joy: there's no horse stuff, just other livestock… Continue reading Updated: But…Is There Hypoallergenic Tattoo Ink For My Rabbit??
UPDATED: Why Yes, I DO Prefer Non-Test-Tube Men, Thanks
Sign on my way to work this morning:Homemade males*Now I'm 99% certain the males in my life of all species in all capacities are 100% homemade by their parents. No plastic Ken dolls here, and no test tube or clones. Of course, one can never be certain the body snatchers or Stepford scientists haven't been… Continue reading UPDATED: Why Yes, I DO Prefer Non-Test-Tube Men, Thanks
No Pithy Phrase 