It's been two years this weekend since Husband and a friend were on his motorcycle when they were schmucked by a drunk asshole. I say schmucked because said drunk asshole was going about 45mph and didn't slow down. At all. He pinned Husband's leg between the truck and the bike, breaking his pelvis in two… Continue reading I have no good title for this…It’s an anniversary of sorts.
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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.
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??
Filed Under "What The HELL, Texas?"
See the smoke and the Firefighters? They're putting out a truck fire. What's left of the truck. Hi Firemen!So yesterday I was on the way back from Galveston to Houston on the freeway, when my super awesome friend Mary (she's driving) pulled off on an exit ramp because HOLY SHIT FIRE and smoke...which causes traffic.… Continue reading Filed Under "What The HELL, Texas?"
Ok Seriously Yahoo, I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE OFFERING HERE.
What the hell does this mean? What the FUCK is an American Parasite?THAT QUESTION IS RHETORICAL PEOPLE. No snarky political comments here. Really.Ok, first of all, if you begin this sort of inflammatory email with "Dear Friend" you're already losing credibility. When I can't actually copy any of the text (because doing so launches a… Continue reading Ok Seriously Yahoo, I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE OFFERING HERE.
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.
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
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.
No Pithy Phrase 