A bored housewife jousts at windmills, pokes fun at everything from leg wax to Miss Manners.
Talk Like A Pirate Day is nigh. Abandon all hope ye who enter me website today for I am Iron Bess Rackham, the pirate. I hold no stock in calendars and the like. I’ll not be waitin’ around fer some lilly livered land lubbers to give me permission to talk like the sea farin wench …
We saw The Hulk this afternoon. I’ll try not to tell too much of the plot. I like to judge movies for myself as I assume most people do, so there will be no spoilers here. I just have to comment on what a heartless idiot Bruce Banner’s love interest, Betty Ross, seems to be. …
Well, maybe I can’t prove I have monkey pox or even the West Nile virus. I could have both. I feel a case of SARS coming on too. You’ll all be sorry after I’m gone, by the way. Cough. Cough. O.k., maybe it’s not monkey pox. But, I do have a rash, and although it …
I took a walk down memory lane today and got lost. Every time I start digging in my old memorabilia, I find it hard to tear myself away. I save everything. Unfortunately, I rarely label anything. So, I have a lot of junk that must have once held some significance for me, and now I …
That’s right it’s that time again. (Actually, it was last week, but I was late to find out.) What could be more fun? In celebration of this event, UPS has lowered our prescription benefits, and now only eight of my migraine pills (Imitrex) will be covered in a 30 day period. Thanks. I used to …
“In space no one can here you scream.” – from an Aliens ad The more I look at my stats page, the more lonely I feel. Only my immediate family and the occasional Googlebot spider ever see my site intentionally. The web is not unlike a smut fortified cereal that is bursting with porny goodness, …