I've been obsessed with a game. I'm not a game person. I kind of hate games, actually, and for this, I blame my childhood. My mother used to have this game night, see, with her friends. My whole life, as far back as I can recall--and I can recall being in my crib*, so it … Continue reading Just like a movie star, who gets burned in a three-way script
I spread this afghan on the new couch, so Miss Sickly could get up and sleep on me. ("Specially handmade for you, by Grandma" a tag inside reads. Aw. Gramma. Knittin' me an afghan in the '70s colors. I am so glad I have this.) The vet called yesterday to tell me that as a … Continue reading Animals are terrible people
Yesterday, I attended two baby showers. One for Spalex, the Alex on our Spanish team... And one for TinaDoris. TinaDoris's was Bring Your Own Bra Strap. What I need to do is stop putting my ravaged face next to smooth, unlined women in their 20s. Let's just assume they look so good because they have … Continue reading Two showers, still filthy. Or, add vodka!
Yesterday I got a new phone, because I was finally eligible for an upgrade, and my current, now former (iPhone, fmr.) phone had a big crack in it, which is what SHE said, and also the flash on it had not worked for years. The point is, here is the first picture I took with … Continue reading YOU’RE a towel
It snowed here, really a lot. You know. For here. Do you enjoy my art shot, by the way? Am I like your annoying friend who just got into photography, and you have to stand behind her at the computer while she shows you 79 of her shots of the same dead dandelion? What I … Continue reading A walk in the park is no picnic
Yesterday's comments, about the first concert you attended, killed me. I am dead. I am writing from under the grass right now. I am finally sitting down for what feels like the first time in a week, which is stupid, because if you stood up for a week you'd be dead. Is that really true? … Continue reading June Gardens. Card shark.