You. You feared that we’d come for your guns. Did we? I. I fear that you will come for my books, my words, my thoughts. Will you? I fear that you will stop my children’s teachers teaching them about geology, geography, biology, history, literature, and the diversity of experience in this great wide world. The […]
Category Archive for 'Oh, for fuck’s sake'
Maybe what I am saying is that I should start taking the struggles for granted and when the smooth patches heave into view, I should land ’em like a victorious pirate captain, plant my flag, and celebrate like I have commandeered the finest shipment of Good Times on the high seas.
If I parked the car any nearer to the garage, it would have to be parked inside the garage. I actually back in with the window rolled down and my head out to make sure of my distance. The big deal and my self-imposed parking challenge is that I have to do this all in […]
Oh, so many years ago, before I moved to Kansas City, I made a road-trip here with some college friends to visit a couple of other college friends who were already living here. On the trip back home, we pulled off the Interstate somewhere in the back of beyond in central Nebraska to re-fuel the […]
I’ve been doing a lot of walking since Joseph was born. While he was still in NICU, I would duck out for an hour or so daily and hoof around the Volker neighborhood to get fresh air, to keep my head about me, and to work off the hideous cankles that fluid retention had bestowed […]
“Lo what fools we mortals be,” to slightly misquote Shakespeare for my own nefarious purposes. Knowing that I am, indeed, a poor player strutting and fretting my hour upon the stage, I have to wonder why am I wasting ‘precious’ brain power internally ranting about why I hate wooden salad bowls? Because I do. I […]
For the love of all things great and small. Seriously, I left the house in two different shoes today, and then had to work a shift at the grocery store this way. The lower-cut penny loafer was less comfortable than the one with the button trim. They are less broken-in. Lesson. Learned.
Yesterday, for an entire day, I wore my trousers backwards. As in Ass-to-the-Front. Unintentionally. I am not now, nor have I ever been a member of Chris-Kross. I just, apparently, have forgotten how to put my clothes on. Seriously, I go pee like 47 times a day, and I never noticed my britches were on […]
Comes away with: In order to re-charge the Baby, make sure that the charging equipment is plugged in firmly. Failure to ensure a proper junction between charging equipment and docking station can lead to insufficient charging and damage to charging equipment.
Honest. But I wasn’t feeling real good for a couple of days, then I got distracted this afternoon. You see, I was perusing Bangshift, as you do, and came across this article about a nut who put an old aircraft engine into an old Toyota MR2 and raced it in the 24 Hours of LeMons. […]