Loony met a guy who lives down the street in small apartment building. Two brothers share a neighboring unit and they get really hammered and argue loudly all night. The neighbors have started weighing in by yelling, “Noooo, fuck YOU!” and such through the walls. What I want to know is this. Would it be awkward […]
Monthly Archives: June 2014
What week is it? I dunno. Time blurs without the structure of school to keep me focused. This has been a profoundly uninteresting week, I mean, except for That Fucking Cat’s Drama, I’ve been doing Mommy Camp. The one thing I’m very disciplined about is loading my phone’s photos onto my computer, editing and tagging […]
Yes. Yes! YES!!!
I haven’t written in a few days because I’ve been beside myself with worry. That Fucking Cat went missing! I hadn’t seen her since early Saturday when I was returning from my morning walk with Blue when I heard a racket overhead in the trees and a squirrel dropped to the cement right in front of me. […]
This photo showed up on George Takei’s Facebook feed today and as a parent, I felt a deep connection. My feet hurt just looking at this. Both Moneypenny and I saw it at the same time (she’s in the other room) and while I recoiled in fear, she stepped up to the plate. So here […]
There was a good deal of interest in my last blog post about living with a pathological liar (5 comments! Woot!) and I realized that I didn’t talk much about the resolution. John and Anna cleared out within a couple weeks of the confrontation. I heard from Jefé that Anna said she was glad to go, […]
I first heard about Clark Rockefeller (or rather the man who went by that name) on NPR when the author of the latest book about him did an interview. The story was fascinating: a teenage German immigrant constructed a series of false identities, culminating in the grandiose persona of Clark Rockefeller, a non-existent distant relative […]
Today, Father’s Day, I got definitive proof that Scrotus is beyond the shadow of a doubt my child. Just a few days ago I got proof that Testiclese is my son, so it is opportune that his brother’s legitimacy should be validated so soon. After my Mother’s Day disaster, I have been trying to make an effort to […]
It’s a gorgeous day! Yesterday was gorgeous too but I was h.u.n.g.o.v.e.r and unable to appreciate life’s gifts. And I had to venture into the 7th ring of hell. Costco. With kids. But today? Glorious. I dropped by the Hanuman Yoga festival to see what has been keeping me away from my Tabby. She was […]
I have to get this blog done tout suite because I’m feeling more than a little guilty about being such a lush and probably should try to better the world in some way … … as soon as I post about last night’s tequila party. As you know, Marlo Fisken, David C. Owen, and Nadia […]