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No Ma’am, Bees Don’t Have Teeth.

Another weekend sitting at the First Aid gate at Renaissance Festival. Another weekend of things. Saturday a drunk (sigh) woman tried to impale her head on a fence post. She succeeded in splitting her lip from nostril down so thoroughly she likely needed multiple sets of stitches. Someone thought First Aid should have an oxygen… Continue reading No Ma’am, Bees Don’t Have Teeth.

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Renaissance Festival and Alcohol: A Perfect Storm of Fools.

Last year at this time I found amusement in the various hospital oddities that I focused on while husband was in the ICU. It's really weird to think that today, one year ago, I was hanging out in a hospital room with a broken, unconscious spouse and no idea what the hell was going to… Continue reading Renaissance Festival and Alcohol: A Perfect Storm of Fools.

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Google Dreams of Screaming, Apparently. Creepy.

Oh Google...never change. I don't think it's lucky at ALL to have no mouth and have to scream, Google. I know, it's not a real post. And technically, that's two in a row. I'm sure I'll have something more entertaining after a long weekend of Renaissance Festival, but for now this made me chuckle.

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I…There is NOTHING Appropriate To Say About This (NOT Miley Cyrus Related)

I don't understand it, but I'm highly entertained.  What the hell IS "Jess hair" and...just...WHY??I do not...know, but apparently multiple readers found my blog this way. In case anyone is wondering, there was no 1600's Mini-Doughnut Truck on the Renaissance Festival site this season (but I DID see an oxygen tank and a power… Continue reading I…There is NOTHING Appropriate To Say About This (NOT Miley Cyrus Related)

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Townhome Twits Episode IV: Bitch Wars

Read the first couple Townhome Twits here: Sneaky Peeping, here: Snow White, and here: Eyeore. Our place has excessively limited parking. Everyone gets a one-car garage and two assigned spaces. Visitor parking isn't supposed to be used for resident cars, which means for people like Husband (who currently owns one winter car and two fun… Continue reading Townhome Twits Episode IV: Bitch Wars

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An Ethical Hiatus.

Ultimately, 99.9% of my written words are to entertain me...and to get them out of the racetrack in my head, and I started this blog to share those stories with friends who regularly wanted to hear them anyway. Know what's just AWESOME? When one of those people, someone I thought really got my need to… Continue reading An Ethical Hiatus.

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And then this happened…

I'm on my second Starbucks today, so it's possible I'm slightly shaking as type this wired. But I think I'd be both disturbed and amused by this even if I was caffeine-sober. WTF: CAMLAMBEN! It's like TurDuckEn, only...not even a little. I don't have a reference for this...it's from Facebook (the source of all things… Continue reading And then this happened…

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Why Texas Matters, and Why I Support Wendy Davis (from MN)

I don't usually get all political-like on this blog. I do pay attention to politics, though, and I pay attention to the constant erosion of rights that's been happening in this country. It's pretty horrifying, really. And as a woman I've been following the Texas debates over the ridiculously restrictive abortion bill pretty closely, because… Continue reading Why Texas Matters, and Why I Support Wendy Davis (from MN)

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Eyeore and Woody. (and Oompa Loompa Flower Children, if we’re counting ALL the weird today)

In today's edition of Townhome Twits, Eyeore. But first...today at lunch I (foolishly) drove over to the strip mall with Byerlys (grocery store) so I could feed my book addiction spend too much money eat at Barnes & Noble. And read. This is the same Byerlys where a random old lady accosted me with racist commentary about… Continue reading Eyeore and Woody. (and Oompa Loompa Flower Children, if we’re counting ALL the weird today)

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When Snow White Gets Old (and Crotchety…and probably demented)

Townhome TwitsEpisode 2: The Demented Disney PrincessThis post is fairly rambly, but in my defense I did amuse the hell out of myself by creating a new creature word. You're welcome, and I'm not one bit sorry. Kitty corner from our house there lives an early-retired woman who's last (patient) son moved out to California… Continue reading When Snow White Gets Old (and Crotchety…and probably demented)