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Mythic Monday: Medusa

This is not a funny post. If you aren't into mythology and fantasy, you might get bored today.A couple of years ago I had a germ of an idea to do "monster Monday" posts on this blog, and I ended up letting the idea slide into permanent brain percolation instead of following through. But I've… Continue reading Mythic Monday: Medusa

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Dear Google: I Like It. Keep That Shit Up.

In case you haven't seen her recent post, The Bloggess did an excellently fun TBT yesterday. http://thebloggess.com/2014/05/throwback-thursday-google-knows-me-a-little-too-well/And because it IS hilarious, I looked up "Jess" on Googlism this morning. Of the long list of random shit, my favorites: "Jess is the coolest girl in the world." Fucking duh, Google."Jess is trying to go back to… Continue reading Dear Google: I Like It. Keep That Shit Up.

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Bacon Fanatics: Gird Your Pork Product. I’ve had enough.

Sigh. I get it. I'm as big a fan of tasty breakfast meats as the next person, and I do love me some crispy crispy bacon on a burger. But seriously? It's time to fucking stop. Tactical Bacon - nasty limp bacon coiled in a can like a tapeworm ready to strike. I've seen it.… Continue reading Bacon Fanatics: Gird Your Pork Product. I’ve had enough.

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Call Me a Poser if You Like: Jane of All Geeks

This post rambles some. Feel free to ignore. I am neither a true blooded geek nor a nerd, at least not the way either label is used in the current nerd culture. I'm not sorry for that at all, but it does occasionally cause some...hmm...awkward moments. I was born the year Star Wars was released.… Continue reading Call Me a Poser if You Like: Jane of All Geeks

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My Husband: The Great Sith Hunter…and other random weird.

A few random weirds (yes, I'm using that as a noun) from the week. These are in no particular order, and to be honest the sandpaper rubbing my throat and the golf ball lymph nodes in my neck are distracting me from a real post. It's time for more meds...and a nap. Thanks to the… Continue reading My Husband: The Great Sith Hunter…and other random weird.

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All Your Blinkers Are Useless Here.

Things I've learned since moving to Texas: I have an accent. I am amused. Ya. Youbetcha.Kolaches. Look them up: they are not a sneeze, despite what you may be thinking. Weird...but I'm planning to try the bacon/egg/cheese version. Someone explain to me WHAT THE FUCK SKITTERED across my bathroom floor at 3am? 3am is the… Continue reading All Your Blinkers Are Useless Here.

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Moving proves feet can scream (so can that weird curve in your hand that connects your thumb to pointer finger).

I have a neat spot in my hand where the skin just decided "dude, I'm done with you" and split. Just...split. Thanks a lot, skin. Also: you guys, someone found my blog by searching "do they share spouses at renaissance festivals." I have a long list of things to blog about, including (but not limited… Continue reading Moving proves feet can scream (so can that weird curve in your hand that connects your thumb to pointer finger).

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Hmm…I think not, Yahoo.

As per usual, the spam in my Yahoo mail is conflicting. 1) OurTime.com dating service. Because apparently I'm old.* 2) Notice to Appear...in court (with a single name signature and a zip file). Um, no. 3) Hair Restoration offers. Because I'm bald and old, and going to court. 4) Various life insurance policy offers from multiple insurance companies. Because… Continue reading Hmm…I think not, Yahoo.

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Indeed, I’m not dead. I just feel that way.

In the past couple of weeks we've packed up all our shit, loaded two very anxious dogs into the back of the truck, and caravanned ourselves from Minnesota to Texas. Between the job I started the Monday after we got here and the living in-between-houses situation, I couldn't get my blog updated since we left.… Continue reading Indeed, I’m not dead. I just feel that way.

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"Negative, I Am A Meat Popsicle"

It's true, I've been watching some LeeLoo Dallas: Multipass* while packing.I forgot how much I hate moving, even if we do have weirdo neighbors. There's a lot of crying and drooling in my house (by the dogs, of course...I don't drool when I'm crying. Maybe while sleeping, but there hasn't been a lot of that… Continue reading "Negative, I Am A Meat Popsicle"