• Sunset Beach, December 19th, 2025

    Sunset Beach, December 19th, 2025

    My forties.

  • Daily Writing Prompt, in which I barely had to write a thing.

    You get one guess, folks.

  • Hang Down Your Head

    Hang Down Your Head

    Tom waits for nobody. This song has been in my brain for a few days, so I figured the best way to purge it is to share it. I’ve always been a Tom Waits fan–and I do mean since my pre-teen years, when a colleague of my father (father’s? Whatever, carry on) gave him the…

  • Happy Sagittarius.

    Happy Sagittarius.

    Cookin’ and countin’ down to 50 years old. Just a few more weeks now… We are indeed officially in the month of the archer, which is my sign, which is always a pretty terrific time of year for one and all. Between the burning-a-hole-into-you intensity of Scorpio and the stick-in-the-mud seriousness of Capricorn lies the…

  • WordPress prompt.  Also, another video on another auspicious day.

    WordPress prompt. Also, another video on another auspicious day.

    I know my instinct was to turn that gourd above into a hand-carved object of terror. See? My instincts were correct! It could not have been any other way! I haven’t done a writing prompt in ages, but figured that today might be a good day to tackle one; I’m ultra-busy with other tasks, but…

  • Ninety days until I’m 50, which is the new 40, but 40 was actually awful for me, so I’m okay with 50.

    Ninety days until I’m 50, which is the new 40, but 40 was actually awful for me, so I’m okay with 50.

    Now see here: my DNA wants me to look like a perogie-gnawing Russian peasant, and I have indeed looked that way many times, but I will continue to Winston Churchill my way against that genetic insistence. So yes, here’s another rare selfie that’ll be a collector’s item by 2125!  Deal with it!  And for the record,…

  • Selfie failure #1,975

    Selfie failure #1,975

    I’m trying to finish up something else for this exhausting blog (honestly, sometimes I wish I were a draw-er and not a writer) but in the meantime, I recalled how someone I know told me to take and post more selfies on social media. “I don’t do that,” I replied. “I’d feel ridiculous.” “You shouldn’t,”…

  • I’m Writing!

    I’m Writing!

    It’s like my brain has been completely broiled by the worst season of them all.   …but the only reason I can actually sit down and type something out today is because I actually woke up to some cool, cloudy weather after being slowly roasted to death over the last several days, and so I am…

  • 90s I-Have-All-The-Answers Manifesto

    90s I-Have-All-The-Answers Manifesto

    For real, that’s the first page of a document that is twenty-nine years old if it’s a day.  I have hauled this thing out of its home on my bookshelf every eon or so to see if what I wrote when I was 20 still holds up–and I have also stumbled across it over the…

  • Update and Epiphany: I hate being on camera, so what was I thinking?

    Update and Epiphany: I hate being on camera, so what was I thinking?

    Even as a tot–and a very cute one–you can see how enthused I was to be dressed up and have my picture taken. Did I actually think I was going to voluntarily put myself on YouTube? I did.  And it was one of the more preposterous ideas I’ve ever had.  And that’s a mouthful coming…