Earlier this week I attempted to see whether I could look forward to drowning in a mudpit or roasting in a dust loud during my Saturday morning lead-the-horses-til-my-legs-scream hiking volunteer work.Apparently there won't be any, since the news site I used indicated the world ends today at 3pm. And, there will be no weekend. It was nice… Continue reading The Houpocalypse Is Upon Us
Tag: What the HELL
It IS A SNAKE DEN GODDAMMIT! (Also, Mythic Monday – The Headless Horseman)
Listen up people. A couple weeks ago I specifically asked if THIS is a snake den: .I HAVE A SNAKIPEDER IN MY GODDAMNED GARDEN!Tonight I discovered it INDEED IS...when I brought boxes out the front door and SAW the bastard's head sticking out of the hole. Do you KNOW how many holes there are in… Continue reading It IS A SNAKE DEN GODDAMMIT! (Also, Mythic Monday – The Headless Horseman)
What the HELL is in my tree??
In true Texas fashion I've discovered a new horror in my backyard. What the fuck IS THIS???? I plan on spraying wasp killer on it tonight, in hopes it kills the dancing worm things inside (which move in unison, by the way, because that's not creepy as fuck AT ALL). This state is going to kill me.
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.
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
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??
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
There Aren’t Enough Spanx In The World…
This isn't a real post. I just had to point out something horrid. You know, I don't pay a lot of attention to fashion. My ideal of dressing up is jeans instead of yoga pants. I noticed when the '80's invaded Target: leg warmers, off-the-shoulder sweatshirts. Headbands. diagonal stripes. It was a style horror show.… Continue reading There Aren’t Enough Spanx In The World…
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?"
No Pithy Phrase 