It is surface of the sun hot here. Normally, I keep a window open in the bedroom because I enjoy lovely breezes but when I got home from work last night, the humidity of the bedroom had reached deep sea levels. Also, I had my yearly physical on Monday and had a mole removed, therefore […]
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I’m not dead. Yet. So I drove down to Milwaukee on Monday in preparation for my flight out at some godforsaken time on Tuesday morning. I was all weird and weepy, since I was playing the martyr role, the strong yet tragic heroine bravely going forward despite her impending death. The entire maudlin mindset was […]
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Look at me, I’m all bloggy or something, but this just cracked me up. I think it is proof that if you repeat the word ‘pork’ enough times, it becomes prime comedy. Seriously. Pork. I crack myself up now. It’s almost (but not quite better) than the word poop. I think it’s because the word […]
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The Be Weetabix For A Day entries have been posted and this is the real schlameal (as opposed to the very artificial schlamozzle) once more. I think each of the four Faux Weet’s did a fabulous job and all of them made me laugh. You can vote (by saying ‘I vote for this one’ and […]
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A late entry to the Be Weetabix For A Day contest… Some of you may be wondering why I have stayed with Esteban despite all the charming offers from the Bad Bar boys. “But Weetabix,” you say, “what about all those hot drunk boys who put stickers in your cleavage? Wouldn’t it be romantic to […]
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Final Entry in the Be Weetabix For A Day challenge… Dear Diary: Operation Takeover of the Humans’ Territory is a smashing success, thanks to the aid of the humans’ feline counterpart (code name Tilly) and another human (code name Golf Widow) who was kind enough to provide us with a computer (and appropriate accessories; see […]
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Round two of Be Weetabix For A Day… I had seen a circular in the paper Sunday announcing this huge underwear sale over at the mall. Buy two bras and/or pairs of underwear and get a pair free. By mail. Who can resist things in the mail? Especially if it’s new underwear, which I am […]
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The first of the Be Weetabix For A Day entries. So, I get up for work this morning and brush the remnants of the Bad Bar from my skanky mouth. Ick…that is the worst thing about the Bad Bar, the tobacco-alcohol, morning-after, reminicent of a cess-pool after taste. Shear nastiness in the very essence of […]
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History is the greatest thing. I love my own personal history. Sometimes, I just look back at it and go ‘Wow, look at that. Isn’t that just a thing?’ Because you know, it happened and now it’s gone and you’re here right now because of it. That probably made no sense at all. Sometimes, there […]
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