In which I have thirteen inks!? Well, this is my fountain pen ink collection. I don’t think I realized I had so many! The hues I have are these: Grey, horsetail brown, tundra green, teal, damson purple, rouge opera red, black, violet, apple green, orange yellow, rose pink, lavender blue, and syrah red. The syrah […]
In which I whinge! My feet hurt. I’m glad of my new job because it forces my lazy self to move around, but MY FEET HURT! I just worked a seven-hour shift (wearing compression socks and squishy shoes, even) and MY FEET HURT! My feet hurt! OW. I did get a delicious sandwich half-off, though, […]
In which there’s a repost, because I liked what I wrote. My dad, no idiot, who has told me about his own experiences of the ineffable (while yet confusing “religion” with idiot American Christianity and considering himself an atheist), posted this on Facebook: This was my reply: Seriously, though, who believes in a God as […]
In which I’m blogging because I’m not scrolling Twitter. TWITTER: I waste a remarkable amount of time on Twitter. Used to enjoy it, but now it’s more a habit than a pleasure. Sometimes it’s fun, still, and there are quasi-meaningful interactions with other users, but most of it’s just crap: the absurdity that is the […]
In which I vent about the strange side effects of surviving for five decades. I’ve been unusually healthy most of my life, I think. Always felt robust and fine the majority of the time, barely even noticed my body. Had one surgery, wisdom teeth out, and a root canal. A ganglion cyst on my left […]
In which I was able to quit a job I very much did not enjoy and replace it with one that involves CHEESE. I applied to, like, between 17 and 22 jobs over about a month’s time. Two declined via email; none of the others even responded, save I think one that sent a “we […]
In which there’s a thought. You know, if you’ve found some old post here in which I’ve said stupid shit, please feel free to ignore it. Over the course of keeping this blog, I’ve thought a lot of stupid shit, and I can almost guarantee that whatever it was I eventually got over it. I […]
In which a favorite author has died. Several writers have said today that they think they’d have been afraid to meet Harlan Ellison. Well, I’m not a writer, so I guess I don’t have a writer’s fear of having my work critiqued by Harlan goddamned Ellison, but I’ve been around smart, mouthy men, and if […]
In which there’s travel! And I repeat myself! Going to see Amma in D.C. this weekend! Jai Ma! It’s the most wonderful time of the year! I think this is my twentieth year in a row going to see Her, which is astonishing and weird. Staying in a Marriott. My man decided not to come […]
