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Goddamned Puritans

on September 11, 2015

Okay, so in Spain and Mexico and civilized countries, when it gets really fucking hot, they shut the place down. They shut down the businesses and the stores, they shut down the schools if they have to. Everybody goes home during the heat of the day and they do the logical thing when they sun… Read More


Attention Everybody…

on September 10, 2015

I have cleaned my bathroom, and the dog is ded of shock. She is laying there, as if to say, “I will only regain life if you clean off the kitchen table and sweep the kitchen floor. I said I’d think about it. She licked my toes and told me that was the most she… Read More


With a Bullet…

on September 9, 2015

*  First of all, I wasn’t aware of how much I depended on Comedy Central to put my news into perspective until @Midnight and The Nightly Show premiered tonight. Oh, thank God for Chris Hardwick and Larry Wilmore, without whom I’d have to blog medieval on the world’s ass yet again. They do a far… Read More


Kermit Flail Monday– September Edition!!!

on September 7, 2015

Whew! I survived August! YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!!! Seriously– I didn’t think I was going to make it. I have to admit, the end was a lot easier than the beginning– and it was still pretty intense. So I’m sooooooo happy to see that September is moving on a bit, and that it’s looking like it might not… Read More


Amy’s Suggestion for the Coming Election

on September 6, 2015

I’ll be real. The worst thing about politics– for me– is that it bores me shitless. Yeah, so Trump’s a crass bozo who couldn’t find his ass with both hands if someone gave him a bucket to shit in.  We know it, we know everything that’s going to come out of his mouth is going… Read More


A Tiny Post of Evil

on September 4, 2015

So, I sent this picture to Chicken, who has been calling the dogs “assholes” since they chased her cat away. “Look,” she responded. “It’s two assholes straining.” And yes, she was correct. That IS two assholes straining.  (I carry a little cylinder full of plastic bags for no other reason than to pick up poop…. Read More


Moar Adventures of Chicken!

on September 3, 2015

Text– Chicken: Mom, how do you change a tire? Me: You get the tire out of the trunk–wait, why are you asking. Phone Rings Chicken: Okay– so I’ve got a spare in my trunk? Me: Your father and I are going to hell for this. Chicken: Are you sure? Me: Of course I’m sure– all… Read More


More Parenting Fails

on September 2, 2015

*  This afternoon Big T asked me if we had any dish soap. I told him no, I’d get him some tomorrow. Two hours later I got mad because the dishes weren’t done. Lightbulb! *  Squish has had to do laps in soccer because we’re three minutes late. A part of me thinks this is… Read More


Decisions decisions…

on September 1, 2015

And here we have Chicken’s asshole cat bodyhumpingthe socks I”m blocking. And Squish laughing at him.Asshole cat. So, some things I need to decide in the next week– *  Swag items– should I order pamphlets with my backlist on them? Just business cards? Magnets? Yarn bags? WHAT SHOULD MY SWAG BE THIS YEAR? (Input welcome… Read More


Weekend…

on August 31, 2015

So yesterday, Zoomboy had a seeding tournament. It consisted of four mini-games, to determine which division the teams were in.  Mate’s team (and thus, Zoomboy’s) won all four games. I told Mate he shouldn’t get used to it, because now they were in a higher division. He was still excited– his team did really well…. Read More