In which time goes by so slowly. It’s nearly two o’clock. The day is oozing by, positively oozing. It’s like watching a river of molasses. Or crude oil. Or something dark and viscous. (Or dark and vicious. Whatever. It’s slow, is my point.) And while the past three days have felt rather Spring-like, this morning […]

In which I forgot my baby. I’m a horrible mother. I have to drive home at lunch time today, and I don’t care if it’s a waste of gas! See, I was just about to put Linux on my iPod — I had all the files downloaded and extracted and renamed and was at the […]

In which I find myself driving around at dusk. Last night I hung around the office ’til 5:30 or so, updating my iPod and surfing blogs. Then I rolled past the bar but Bread wasn’t there and since Amazon Blonde doesn’t work there any more there was hardly any chance of getting a decent bloody […]

In which gravity continues to have a profound effect on the objects in my life. I made a huge mug of tea this morning, very black and strong, with the perfect amounts of milk and sugar. We have these nifty drinking glasses, they’re 1-quart canning jars with handles on them. They hold a lot of […]

In which — aw, hell. Nothin’. In which nothin’. *sigh* This morning I caved — because not only am I weak but it’s cold and I was hungry and very sleepy — and I pulled into McD’s for an egg ‘n’ cheese biscuit, hash browns, and a small orange juice. Now that I can use […]

In which there are issues with the utilities. I had two bloody marys at the Dead Cock after work last night. I hung out with MissT for awhile. Then I went to band practice. After about 40 minutes of practice, the power went out. And it stayed out. So I left band practice — no […]

In which I babble aimlessly, just as you’ve come to expect! Because if nothing else I certainly aim to please. Now hush up and pay attention. Last night after work I picked Bread up from BoS’s house, then bought us drive-thru (with plastic – ugh) and took him to the bowling alley, where he was […]

In which the poverty continues. I have a cup of shitty gas station coffee, two cigarettes, five dollars (in the form of a $2 bill and $3 in quarters), and my guitar. Happy VD. Now, who wants to buy me lunch?

In which I need to do some auto maintenance. At a red light on Burlington, Brady pulled up beside me. We rolled our windows down. Him: Hey Mush! Me: Hey! Him: Your right brake light is out. Me: Oh fuck. Him: Yeah, I thought you’d say that. Me: Fuck! Hey, thanks, though. Him: No problem! […]

In which I’m confused. And so are some Turkish people! So I’ve had 17 hits today from Google Turkey. People using Google Turkey and entering the search string “mohammed caricatur” are getting this page (a rant from 2004 called “Morning people are not better than night people, damn it”), which has neither mohammed nor caricatur […]