Okay– a couple of things before I start. Thing the first: I’d like to thank Samurai for asking awesome questions and generally talking this shit over with me. Thanks to her, there will probably be a part four to this little shindig. Blame her. Thing the second: I saw a lovely grandmotherly sort of woman… Read More

Busy busy today–will finish up with archetypes tomorrow! But in the meantime, I thought I’d share this with you: We heard a ruckus from our bedroom last night, where the little kids were watching tube. Mate went back to see what it was and when he returned, this is what he reported: Spaznado boy was… Read More

Okay–I signed on to do this. I have to keep telling myself that–I volunteered. In fact, I was thrilled–I still am. I get to stand up and talk to an audience of one about something it’s taken me hard years to learn about, and something that actually uses my English degree to the max. (My… Read More

Okay–so, on the surface, Mate blew off Mother’s Day. No flowers, no candy, no gift bags from the kids. The little ones brought me cards on Friday, Chicken baked a cake, and we planned to go out to eat (which we rarely do anymore) and, well, that was it. He felt bad–I got to sleep… Read More

For anyone who’s ever read A Canticle For Liebowicz, that line right there is high comedy–and, pretty much, that’s all I’ve got for you. I’ve been in training for the last two days. The thing about working part time is that everyone assumes “It must be nice to get off early,” without really getting the… Read More

We got a different satellite carrier and there was housecleaning and installing and drilling holes in the house and a lot of freakin’ questions I couldn’t answer and no television during the time when the short people usually have television to just chill them the hell out. They were driving us crazy–or, rather, they were… Read More

“Okay guys–I need your eyes up here. I need the ed’s (electronic devices) put away and your eyes up here. Guys, you need to stop talking, put your ed’s away and look up. Okay, Ratfucker and Insincere Dumbshit, I need you to put that way. I’m right here in your face, and you’re turning your… Read More

On THIS BLOG HERE . Many thanks to Tamela for having me guest for her–and everybody make sure to leave a comment so she knows you visited! (And I want to know what you think of the essay!) Amy! (And, uhm, Curmudgeonly Colleague, if you’re out there, you get mention. Don’t worry–you’ll know it when… Read More

Yeah… the more I look at the picture, the less it really looks like a monkey. I’m so depressed… it would have been a really spiffy blanket if I hadn’t tried to get cute at the end. But it did give me some street cred at the shower, where the mom-to-be, (who looks REALLY happy)… Read More

That’s the sound my week is making… there is just something SO fantastically strange about staying home during a spring weekday, and doing it more than once? It’s surreal. I don’t even get anything accomplished. And I’m afraid Mate and I are going to have to rock/scissors/paper/lizard/spock for who has to stay home tomorrow. Neither… Read More