A bored housewife jousts at windmills, pokes fun at everything from leg wax to Miss Manners.
I’ve been noticing a lot of roadkill lately. So, naturally, this got me to thinking about whether any of the squirrels in this area ever die of natural causes or even get old enough to enjoy listening to NPR. It occurs to me that I’ve never once seen a group of gray-haired squirrels sitting around, …
WARNING: DO NOT READ THIS WHILE EATING. How could I have recognized a person I had never seen before in my life? I couldn’t. Still, though, if I had known who she was, I’d have tried to memorize every last detail about her. As it was, our meeting was short and pointed, and in my …
So, is anyone else eating cake-mix, straight from the box?
If you’ve noticed I haven’t been commenting all over the internet like my usual blog-whore self, the reason is a headache that simply will not go away. Much like my gnats. By the way, I have decided that having skanky beer with dead gnats in it lying around is unacceptable. Apparently, I have a rather …
As anyone who reads me regularly knows, I am a very helpful person, so long as I don’t have to expend too much energy in the process. For example, if I have to get up from my desk, that might be asking a bit much. But, if I can help you out from my swivel …
When somebody manages to make fun of Sammy Hagar and George W. Bush in the same sentence, how do you respond to it? I, for one, laugh my ass off and then quickly add that person to my blogroll.