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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…
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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…
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Marginally Maudlin McCarthyism
Nothing as exciting as communist blacklisting, I’m afraid…just this guy. If there’s one thing I enjoy more than almost anything else, it’s a good memoir, biography, or autobiography. The more salacious the better. Reading about the lives of famous and infamous people brings me an extreme amount of pleasure and always has; I think it…
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WordPress Writing Prompt, Which I Haven’t Done For A While
Finishing what I started. Reading stuff I wrote a while ago and discovering that it’s not bad at all. It’s a craft that doesn’t depend on one’s looks, age, physical health, or even mental health; some of the most cuckoo people I know are fairly decent writers, and some of the sanest people I know…
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Quickly checking in!
Summer in Vancouver. Which I dread every year, incidentally. I have not had much of a chance to post here, because doing so takes up a lot of my time and energy and I don’t like to half-arse anything, but some pieces are in the works, I promise. Aside from life stuff, I’ve got a…
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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…
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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…
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The horrendous, un-mockable “Anora.” It’s just so, so awful.
Gurl, you didn’t earn it…or maybe you did. I don’t even know anymore. I’m several months behind on addressing last year’s “Anora,” but who cares? It isn’t like it is, or ever was, a movie of the times. It’s not like this confounding cinematic release is a contemporary, popular, cool, hip, with-it, groovy, bitchin’, of-the-moment…
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Sometimes we feel…
…like this overflowing recycling bin behind my building. It is always–I mean, ALWAYS–like this, because all the Gen Zedders here do nothing except order online and consoom. Can someone convince me they aren’t completely useless? Anyone at all?! I’m keeping this extremely brief, because I’m currently in bed trying to make sure that everything permanently…
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Self care? DON’T care!
I’m being good to myself. One thing I’ve been told for as long as I can remember is that I’m really, really hard on myself. And it’s easy to be hard. But I actually just think I’m strong enough and ambitious enough to navigate life, which is a battlefield. Didn’t Pat Benatar say that? Or…
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