Once in a while, I re-up a subscription to one of those monthly boxes of random fun stuff, just because who doesn't like getting a box of something NOT bills in the mail? This month, it was a witchybox full of various pagan bits and pieces (um, let's be clear I mean bits and pieces of… Continue reading More Things Ragnar Ate and Drunk Walrus Impersonations. These Are Unrelated.
I hate cicada season. HATES it, Precious.Ragnar doesn't give a hoot (or a bark, or a howl, or some weird middle-of-the-night snuffle-grunt that scares the shit out of his owner) about cicadas. Ragnar cares deeply about the innards of stuffed animals. And shoes. And walls. So, lately in the list of Things Ragnar Ate: Another pair of flip… Continue reading Things Ragnar Ate Episode 4: The Reeking
I'm not sure how to title this post, because the utter stupidity of the conversation that sparked it annoyed me so much I needed a couple of days to decide how to approach the subject.Two days ago Minnesota held Primary Elections. I was outside letting Ragnar snuffle around instead of doing the business he was… Continue reading Make America Educated Again
I mean...I guess it's convenient that I can have groceries or pizza delivered right along with someone named Leah?Honestly, Leah, even if I had the appropriate gear you're asking for, I have to say I'm not really the "any will do" type.Dear Yahoo mail and the Gloria Coopers of the world (I assume she's the… Continue reading Back with Spam – Oh Gloria, Your Marketing Fails.
This is obviously my fault. I'm the idiot who chose a Viking legend as the appropriate name for my puppy. Yes, I know there has been WAY more important world events lately, but I'm not a news source, and I'm tired of death, so this post is focused on destruction instead.Things Ragnar Ate: The heel of… Continue reading Living Up to Viking Stereotypes
Things Ragnar Ate:The corner of a foam Yoga brickWell, that's an unsubtle reminder. A stolen treat still in the wrapper Dog treats are gross. This one was rabbit sausage (presumably that would be a sausage-shaped treat comprised of rabbit bits, not rabbit penis, since it didn't say "pizzle" on the packaging. The rubber coating from a 2 lb… Continue reading And Then I Dropped a Chemical Weapon On Myself
The turn of the millennium had a couple big milestones for me. I graduated college in 1999, and my first real adventures happened in 2000. I moved away from home over New Year's weekend. (Yeah, I know a lot of peeps move when they GO to college, but I LIKED my hometown and never wanted… Continue reading The 17 Year Old Unsolved Mystery of Russell Crowe.
This fine cool fall-ish morning I took my usual sojourn to Starbucks for fancy coffee (because I work from home full time now, and sometimes that's my only outing of the day. Hey, I shower every day and wear not-pajamas for this gig, and I'm still saving money by not commuting...oh stop judging me).Anyway, when… Continue reading A Nefarious Gang Stalks My House
I'm starting to feel more human, less simulacrum.Maybe it's the sun (60 degrees and sunny in Minnesota is decidedly springy). The yard is clean of all winter dog mess. Chewy is happily lying in the not-yet-grass barking (mostly silently now, as he's gotten old and his voice is giving out) at neighborhood kids. It's nice,… Continue reading Progress Smells Like Eucalyptus, and I’m Confused
Does anyone else feel like 2017 is an extended (terrible) episode of the Twilight Zone? And that's all I'm going to say about the Oompa Loompa in charge, because I think it's covered better by all the media (social and mainstream) out there.So, I haven't been here much since Thor died. I haven't honestly written… Continue reading Random Crap and Totally Inappropriate Lyrics