Snarking
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August Dog Days of Sweat
See the face up there in the header? The one with the gaping mouth. That would be me. Me dealing with — or half-assed trying to deal with and summarily failing to deal with the heat. And the humidity. OH… Continue reading
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Whining in the Men’s Room
A few days ago, our local paper ran Ellen Goodman’s piece on “The male-dominated blogosphere” where she spent three columns questioning why the “forceful, sometimes demagogic, message-monger organizing tool for the progressive end of the Democratic Party” has “chief messengers… Continue reading
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Ranting about Urban Sprawl & Open Spaces
I long for an entire day to sit and write. To mull over the time I’ve spent away and enjoyed. To remember and feel the endless blue of Lake Tahoe wash over me. To smile at how silly to not… Continue reading
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Slogged through Dog Days and alive to rant about it!
Sometime around Valentine’s Day earlier this year after visiting my sister in VA, I was headed toward a security checkpoint at Regan National in D.C. and was sidetracked by the lure of books lined up in a shop. Cruising through… Continue reading
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So Not Feelin’ the Photosh*t Love
Oh my gawd — all I want to do is write. I don’t want to read Photoshop tutorials. I just want to poke the buttons to create something. You know — like my banner. The one I really want. Not… Continue reading
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Don’t try to follow this train of thought…
Okay, who’s the person that found my blog with a “motorcycle butt creme” search? Come on, you guys. I don’t write about that sort of thing…yet. But I couldn’t resist checking it out, and Golly Wally, I was the first… Continue reading