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mostly personal anecdotes where I sometimes try to be humorous

(maybe not always, Not everytime, but sometimes)

  • I Still Hate My Neighbors

    I admit, we’re not the ideal neighbors.  Our yard isn’t lush and immaculate, our bushes aren’t trimmed into lovely little topiaries, sometimes our vines climb over our fence and we’re not the sort to hang holiday appropriate decorations on our door.  However, we’re great if you like people who keep to themselves and won’t insert…

  • OMG SRSLY! Go Get Laid, Dude!

    ** WARNING** Potentially offensive and crass material.  Read at your own risk. Let’s start with a couple of simple statements to get this story started: First, there are a slew of phrases I can’t stand. Among those are any sayings that try to dismissively explain a person’s behavior by mentioning either their menstrual cycle or…

  • The Day We Met

    Have you ever tried to recall the first time you met a friend?  Maybe I’m alone in this, but sometimes when traffic is moving along slowly and the radio isn’t engaging me I start thinking about various people in my life and I try to remember that first time we met.  Some people just always…

  • Sometimes I’m an Ass

    Recently, I asked my friends to help come up with ideas for blog entries.  I was looking for something to help me make it through the June Creativity Challenge.  Now, in the past I’ve had help from my friend Lori who sent me some great lists for story ideas.  Sadly though, I think I’ve finally…

  • Sam Update: Commands

    You’ve been without a Sam update in a while and I feel like I can cautiously report that Sam has gone a full year without a major medical event. I feel hesitant proclaiming this, because it seems a bit like asking the evil powers that be to come up with something new and more exciting.…

  • Confessions

    I have a few random confessions I’d like to get off of my chest.  Sure, you might call this filler or maybe even a fluff piece to limp through the rest of the Creativity Challenge and you may be right, but that’s not going to stop me.  Here they are in all their disjointed glory:…

  • Puppets

    On Saturday, April and I took a free puppet manipulation class taught by one of one of Austin’s highly acclaimed improv-ers, Sara Farr, who is also the founder and artistic director of the Puppet Improv Project.  I may need a lot of work, but I had a blast. You’re how old? And you’re playing with…

  • Exposed: Big Blue Mess Actually Finnish Weather Balloon Launcher

    It’s about time I confessed.  For years now, I’ve presented myself as a sarcastic middle-aged Texan.  I’ve made outrageous claims only to state them as fact.  For example: “Houston is the armpit of the state”. I might not have said it quite so boldly, but the careful reader could easily read between the lines.  “All…

  • Drunken Chicken

    I’m a Daddy’s girl and as such, wherever Dad went, I’d tag along as his willing sidekick/apprentice. If there was a car to repair or a project to build, I was passing along tools, utensils or tea – occasionally pushing pieces of wood through the table saw or helping pull apart a car’s innards.  Whatever…

  • Go Suck It, Goth Girl

    Warning: For the usual stuff – content/language/general offensiveness.  It’s a rant.  In other words, I can guarantee many of you won’t enjoy it, but it’s the June Creativity Challenge which means there will probably be something less ranty tomorrow. You’ve been warned. *** Today I planned to write about BBQ and what I did yesterday…

  • Death, Please!

    Earlier this week, an acquaintance of mine blind copied me on a note she’d sent to her co-workers who sit in her immediate work area.  The note started off like many work emails do: “Earlier this morning, someone left half of a cake on the table in our area.” YAY! CAKE!  CAKE IS YUMMY! I…

  • Rob

    There’s a certain deep sense of foreboding you feel when you receive an email from an old friend, one you haven’t spoken to in a couple of years,  and it reads, “Did you hear about Rob?”  That’s the note I had waiting for me in my mailbox on Tuesday and about as fast as I…

  • The Near Birth of Greene Snottis

    On Christmas Eve, the day before I entered this world, my mom was in a bar drinking, chain-smoking and watching a Cowboys game.  Warning labels hadn’t been gracing the packs of cigarettes for all that long and I hope that not a lot of information about fetal alcohol syndrome was known at the time; otherwise,…

  • Birthdays

    As I mentioned before, Kendra offered up the idea of writing posts about my various birthdays for the June Creativity Challenge and as I also mentioned in that same post,  I can’t remember them well thanks to the whole bundling of Christmas with my birthday. Sure, there are a few that definitely stick out.  When…

  • A New Class

    Until a couple of weeks ago you would find me sitting in an improv class every Saturday.  That changed when our 501 class didn’t make.  Apparently, a class of two isn’t quite enough.  Our original 101 class, which started with 16 people had dwindled down to 3 by the time we reached 401.  We were…

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