Here's the thing. Sometimes, completely random and weird questions pop into my head and nag me unmercifully for a while. Generally I don't ask them to anyone, since they ARE so completely random. But I think I happen to have a very smart friends list, so I'm going to start putting them here when I think of them. Maybe you'll know the answer, ( Read more... )

You know, it's not often in life that you pick up new statuses in a family. It's pretty rare, in fact. Take me. Up until now, I've had more or less the same ones: daughter, sister (whether or not "in-law" is appended), niece, granddaughter, and so on. All of these have me at the bottom of the age hierarchy, because, well, I've pretty much been ( Read more... )

So, um, I made another video. I know, I know, I'm a total dork. And even though iMovie was not quite up to par with my imagination, I'm still kinda proud of it. In case you're wondering, this one is not about my dog, although the satellite of which he is a namesake does appear briefly...

Slipping the Bonds

This morning, at Starbucks:

Me: "Dad, what's today's date?"

Dad: "The 7th."

Me: "Oh!"

Dad: "Pearl Harbor Day."

Me: "Wow, yeah. It kinda snuck up on me there..."

Dad: *laughs*

Me: "Oh. I -- Ohhhhhh. Whoops."

Paradoxically, life has been both quiet and eventful. As I write this, Spud (whose newest nicknames include Spudley, Spudfer, Spudface, and Spuddles) is sitting next to me, perhaps silently mourning his testicles, which were lost forever a week and a half ago, along with his two baby canines. He's completely recovered, though -- enough to start ( Read more... )

I haven't yet gone obsessively in search of commentary and analysis, as I have been wont to do over the past, oh, 10 months. I want to set down my own thoughts before I read anyone else's, so that I can look back later on and know that this is what I was thinking, not something I absorbed from someone else ( Read more... )

It's been a very busy couple of weeks, so indulge me ( Read more... )

This is why I got a dog in the first place. For moments like this. It makes the constant cleaning up after him, the constant waking me up at 4 AM, and the desperate attempts to protect my clothes from his sharp puppy teeth, absolutely worth every second.

I apologize for the short length and shaking camera, but I had one hand clapped over my ( Read more... )

While a thread about McCain and Palin on a website I frequent, I came across an argument regarding Palin's attempts, as mayor of Wasilla, to convince the City Librarian to be willing to ban books, and then trying to have the librarian fired for saying no. One fine specimen of our species wrote this:

"No, but say you don't want people in your ( Read more... )

You know, when it's 1:30 AM and the puppy decides that what he really wants to do is pee, run around the floor like crazy, and chew on the rug, it can be tough to remember why you wanted a puppy in the first place ( Read more... )