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Swackload of Updates
Well shit. The other night, the hinge on the left temple of my glasses broke ( Read more... ) -
Fraught
That's the best word, I guess to describe my past relationship with my mother.
Since my mother found my exact address sometime in 2012, there have been several incursions on my privacy. At first it was just the occasional card that quickly disappeared under Cyn's expert filter ( Read more... ) -
So that happened...
Recently, I had cause to visit my local ER for reasons related to my alien symbiots, Parliament Not Funkadelic. Basically, the Parliament Not Funkadelic have gone feral and outgrown their space and are beating the crap out of my other organs. Which is why I appear to be about five or six months pregnant and none of my clothes fit at all ( Read more... ) -
Happy Father's Day!
Happy day of fatherliness to my most Awesome Dad, who obviously needs a person devoted solely to combing his mustache.
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Oh, you guys again.
I got an e-mail the day before yesterday ( Read more... ) -
It's GLAZIER, not a cake decorator
Huh. I did not know that Cindy Crawford and I actually had anything in common ( Read more... ) -
Tablets!
Tablets. Opinions. Hit me ( Read more... ) -
Home
I looked up my grandparent's old address in New Berlin, Wisconsin. Amazing that I can recall the school I went to and the road they lived on. This was my home. My northstar for the bulk of my childhood. All of my memories originate here, in this house ( Read more... ) -
Six Years Later
And still, none dare call it terrorism.
Not a damn thing has changed, except for state and federal legislators adding more and more and more restrictions on women's health care.
Why the Murder of an Abortion Provider Resonates Six Years Later
Six years ago Sunday, after decades in the spotlight thanks to persistent slander from talking head Bill ( Read more... ) -
Adventures Big and Small
1. We had a little, terrifying, adventure here two weeks ago. Early in the day, I'd brought my herbs in from the back deck and left the screen door open because we've been getting intermittent snow, and I don't like having the screen door frozen closed during the winter (I often throw stale bread out on the back deck for the squirrels). Much, much ( Read more... )