A bored housewife jousts at windmills, pokes fun at everything from leg wax to Miss Manners.
My friendship with Billy is old enough to drive a car. In fact, it’s almost old enough to buy a round of beers. He and I have been laughing with (and at) each other for more than eighteen years. We met the month after we both graduated from the same high school. I don’t remember …
I knew the internet would be the death of me sooner or later, but I didn’t think I’d be around to find out about it… Confused yet? Yeah, so am I. Click this link, type in Debbie and check out result number 11. The link directs you to my site, but the description is in …
The benefits of insomnia are as follows: I can’t think of any. I’m too tired.
If you write about politics and I don’t comment, it doesn’t necessarily mean I disagree with you. Sometimes it just means I’m on sensory overload in that area, and I’m about to blow my proverbial top. So, knowing that if I comment at all, it’s going to end up being a long-winded rant, peppered with …
This subservient chicken link made me feel dirty all over. Thanks to Dayment for weirding me out…
I had heard that Lost in Translation was very good. I had also heard Lost in Translation was very bad. I finally saw it last night, and I’ve decided to side with the folks who thought it was very bad. And, since I’m too lazy and headachey to write a more substantial review, I’m giving …