It’s Pi day! This blog no longer has “pie” in its title! So now I’m just berserk!

"Beep!" "Beep!" 12:50 a.m. it was, and some DAMN beep from some DAMN alarm was going off last night. It'd almost be better to die of the carbon monoxide or the intruder than keep getting awakened with these damn beeps. They always have to be "damn" beeps. I threw the covers off and got up … Continue reading It’s Pi day! This blog no longer has “pie” in its title! So now I’m just berserk!

I just laid there. Or lay. You know what sounds good? Lay’s Potato Chips.

Yesterday, I finally relented and called my doctor, because you know how I resist doing that. I'm never one to call the doctor. Or cause a fuss. Anyway, he insisted I get an x-ray of my toe, because apparently if you let it go, occasionally something hellish could happen and all of a sudden Scarlett … Continue reading I just laid there. Or lay. You know what sounds good? Lay’s Potato Chips.

June polls you. And she didn’t even buy you a drink first

Do you remember the other day--like, two days ago--when I showed you that big tower of canned kitten food I bought? There are two cans of it left. Yeesch. Four kittens: Turns out, they eat. But that, my rapt audience ("Talk about fekking kittens more, June"), is not why I've gathered you all here today, … Continue reading June polls you. And she didn’t even buy you a drink first