A bored housewife jousts at windmills, pokes fun at everything from leg wax to Miss Manners.
Our dog is learning to do that Russian Dance. You know the one. That dance where they link arms and kick. Not to be confused with that dance they do in Las Vegas where they link arms and kick. The primary difference between the two dances is the number of titties you can see on …
I’m choosing not to watch the State of the Union Address tonight. If I decide I want to be lied to, I’ll just ask my husband if my ass looks fat in the jeans I’m wearing. But, I must recommend that everyone click on this link. It contains the most accurate reporting I’ve seen in …
How do you know if you are too obsessed with your computer in general? For starters, you post a picture of your main Everquest character onto your blog. Isn’t Migli Wiglitoes a cute little Hobbit? The dragon was friendly, so I immediately struck a pose next to it.
THIS POST IS NOT FOR CHILDREN. So, here’s how it goes. This is where I respond to some actual searches people have typed into their search bar only to find my site. It’s supposed to be funny, but I’m all sardonic and lethargic today, so I’ll make no promises. Actual search words are underlined. My …
The first thing I learned while researching sports-creme products on-line is that you should not eat the stuff. Good to know. You probably shouldn’t put it in your eyeballs either. I don’t know why you would do that, but you’d never be judged for it here. I’m the person who admitted to eating Easy Cheese …
Today I have a V.C. Andrews headache. I haven’t picked up one of Andrews’ books for about fifteen years. (If you are doing the math on how old that makes me, you can stop right now dammit.) Well, if you want to be technical, I have picked her books up but always quickly put them …