If there is one bit of wisdom that I can impart about aging, it is this: People don’t change as they age, they simply become more themselves. It’s like a personality slowly condenses, like water evaporating from a boiling pot. Or, in the case of some people, milk slowly curdling. Quirks (or faults) that were […]
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Hi. I’m the Bad Bar. I smell like the men’s bathroom but after four drinks, you won’t care. My floors are mysteriously always sticky. Everything glows here. Because it’s magic. And I want you. To want. Me. Hi, I’m a skinny blonde bitch who has overly processed hair and wears black tank tops. I tan […]
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There are some days when I wish that I smoked cigarettes. Because the level of scorn I have is simply not complete without the prop of a smoking cancer stick that I could use to jab into the air as I made my misanthropic speeches about my job. Yeah. It’s my job again. What a […]
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You know, that America’s Next Top Model show sucked me right in. It was not as sexy as The Mole last year, with silver fox Anderson Cooper (who might make me start watching CNN again, just so I can drool over his little sardonic smirks and cerulean blue eyes), but even so, I was completely […]
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Man, I have sorely remiss about updating recently. Summer Slacker Girl is in full force right now, and you know how I get when that happens. I am, at this very moment, not wearing socks. And I don’t even care. My bra and panties still match though, so there is some hope yet. I spent […]
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Ok, so I think I’ve let enough time go for everyone to get a chance to read and vote for their favorite guest entries. Everyone did such a fabulous job and in tallying the votes (including my own), it was neck and neck and neck and neck, but I made an official decision and have […]
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I finally asked Esteban about the blue screen on the television. It seems that somehow, something I did with the stereo remote flicked something on the television, so that I had to push something on the television remote to fix it. I don’t know. Crazy Ken Ober Collin Quinn logic. So I had off on […]
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It was a lovely weekend, all in all. I had three ideas for three separate stories, including the continuing transformation of one that I’ve been resisting setting to paper, and yet it keeps infiltrating my brain. I think maybe I’m afraid that people will think it’s about me again. Like the baby story. Or, as […]
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I’m one of those haters. I hate. I can’t even help it. I hate people. I hate people I’ve never even met. I hate things. Some things I hate more than others. I immediately hate people with bumper stickers. I hate people with Nascar stickers even more, but the people who display their political or […]
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I’m coming down with something, which explains my general malaise of the past two days. I skipped lunch yesterday and went home early, planning on doing all of my various housely things, such as dealing with the mass of unwashed clothes from my trip (and Esteban’s socks’ there are a buttload of dirty socks in […]
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