In T-Minus (wait, did I just write the equivalent of T minus minus? Whatever: you know what I meant) three days + one business day melting in Houston...I get to see The Bloggess!Live and in person (which may mean under a table, which I completely understand and support).I can't wait to see how many Rorys… Continue reading Filed under: UTTERLY worth the 6am flight.
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I Broke My Funny Bone
Actually, I think I severely sprained my writing-anything-amusing bone. That should not be confused with a writing boner, which is really a different genre entirely.I started a new job last week, and while I really like the team and the culture (and hello, benefits) I do miss setting my own schedule. The rebel in me… Continue reading I Broke My Funny Bone
The Old Ones…or…Why I Shouldn’t Be Allowed In Public
This should be filed under "yup, she's disturbed and thinks weird dark things" and you're welcome to ignore this post if horror isn't your gig. Or horror humor. Or really fucked up thought processes resulting in inappropriate innuendo. Yes, yes, I know it's early to be thinking about Poe and Lovecraft...it's still August, after all. But… Continue reading The Old Ones…or…Why I Shouldn’t Be Allowed In Public
Yahoo Spam Thinks I’m a Cheating Alcoholic
You know, it seems odd to begin with that a separated woman gets emails inviting her to join "married but looking" cheating websites geared towards husbands, particularly when Ashley Madison just got hacked. Thanks Yahoo, but no, I'm not looking for a Asian girl or a fuck buddy named Adriana (who can't POSSIBLY be 18… Continue reading Yahoo Spam Thinks I’m a Cheating Alcoholic
DO NOT Google "Velociraptor Arms"
The nearest Starbucks to my house is either a couple miles up the freeway (which is a terrible idea between 7:30 and 8:30am, since I only want a damn coffee and not two hours in traffic for three miles), or a fairly meandering twisty series of roads through an upper-middle-class neighborhood. Of course, I take… Continue reading DO NOT Google "Velociraptor Arms"
It’s Dorian. Dorian Cruise.
Last week I watched Mission Impossible: Tom Cruise Never Gets Old.Let me preface this post by saying I love the MI movies, and not just for Simon Pegg and Jeremy Renner. I love them because I can usually see foreshadowing clearly, and so not many plots are surprising. In MI, of course the good guys… Continue reading It’s Dorian. Dorian Cruise.
It Matters. You Matter.
I tell myself some version of "it doesn't matter" upwards of a thousand times a day.Not all of that is a bad thing: It doesn't matter that I'm so sleepy: get up. It doesn't matter that I don't feel much like working today: do it anyway. It doesn't matter that the dogs made a huge mess: it's… Continue reading It Matters. You Matter.
Serendipity? This is not a real post.
You guys,Someone found my blog by searching "barfy foot massage."If you don't recall, I wrote once about exactly that here.Also, I checked when I was in Houston this week: it's still there. I still don't have the balls to walk in there: I'm not ashamed to say vomit smell makes me gag.I miss my girls… Continue reading Serendipity? This is not a real post.
Dear Houston: Put The Death Rays Away. I’m Visiting.
If this is my last post due to melting under Texas heat, will someone please scrape what's left of the puddle into the ocean?I'm heading to the office in Houston for a week on Sunday...my app says the temp will be a balmy 100 (or, if I'm really lucky, 99).However, I will probably cause all… Continue reading Dear Houston: Put The Death Rays Away. I’m Visiting.
Mythic Monday: Scylla and Charybdis Part 2
"You will find the other rock lies lower, but they are so close together that there is not more than a bow-shot between them. A large fig tree in full leaf grows upon it, and under it lies the sucking whirlpool of Charybdis. Three times in the day does she vomit forth her waters, and… Continue reading Mythic Monday: Scylla and Charybdis Part 2
No Pithy Phrase 