My Christmas, a highly anticipated story that really isn’t that fascinating

So it was Christmas last week. Did you notice? I keep saying Ima tell you about mine, so here I go. We went to TinyTown for Christmas Eve, as we are wont to do. As usual, we had a good time, other than the part where Edsel peed on our hostess's floor. It was too … Continue reading My Christmas, a highly anticipated story that really isn’t that fascinating

June’s lips get the attention they deserve

Who adores herself long time? I could NOT bring myself to put on skimpy clothes for that party. It was just so COLD and SNOWY outside. So I kept on my winter ensemble (see above) (do you enjoy my Puss-n-Boots boots?) but put on a beach hat, used a beach tote for a purse, and … Continue reading June’s lips get the attention they deserve

In which June involuntarily lives in the 1800s house, but is not paid by PBS

Oh my good God from Goldsboro, I feel like I have not talked to all 950 million of you in a month. I have so many things to tell you, all of them pertinent, as per usual, but I am pressed for time. Pressed. For time. We had a snowstorm here on Christmas day, and … Continue reading In which June involuntarily lives in the 1800s house, but is not paid by PBS

Pieces of Wisdom: Being greedy about a kidney

I know, I know, I am late posting today. Why are you more busy when you're jobless than when you're not? I had to screech on over to another city today to get tested for drugs for a potential freelance job. I studied hard and really practiced. Do you see those funny colors? I think … Continue reading Pieces of Wisdom: Being greedy about a kidney

In which June has found her calling

While Marvin got me a gift, I totally went to Target. Because where else can you find a hot young salesboy to seduce? Actually, I was out of my meds, which I suppose has been evident for years. Target was empty and pristine, and the parking lot was a delight. Mmm-hmmm. When I finally burst … Continue reading In which June has found her calling

In which June returns, with no childhood trauma to tell you about

I hope you got some rest last night, after hearing that terrible story from Marvin's childhood. I really did not know he was gonna get on here and do that. Who loves himself? But, you know, after that awful story, we have to be nice to Marv. In other news, guess who came back? Like … Continue reading In which June returns, with no childhood trauma to tell you about

Pieces of Wisdom re the cat we will probably never see

There are two men blowing leaves, so to speak, next door, and you can imagine how this delights my dogs. What cacophony? They are blowing the leaves into the dead neighbor's lawn across the street, which is rude. Perhaps she told them once they could blow those leaves there over her dead body. Oh, and … Continue reading Pieces of Wisdom re the cat we will probably never see

A really tiny piece of wisdom that involves a cat, Hulk

Yeah. He climbed that thing like he was Tenzing Norgay. And I'd like to thank Marvin for the 88374 Mt. Everest documentaries, which allow me to toss out names like Tenzing Norgay. You'd think the part where I have a very bad cat would dissuade me from what else happened last night, but have you … Continue reading A really tiny piece of wisdom that involves a cat, Hulk

In which June inadvertently attends Elizabeth Edwards’ funeral

I had such a BIZZELDY day yesterday. I have a statistics textbook to proofread, which I haven't even opened yet, and I was going to start it yesterday. But first, as you know if you read me yesterday and why didn't you, I had to scream on over to the headache clinic for my final … Continue reading In which June inadvertently attends Elizabeth Edwards’ funeral