Posts for November, 2009

November 12, 2009

Todays Random Stream of Unconsciousness

I hope everyone had a happy Veteran’s Day.  Mine was fine… I hate holidays in the middle of the week though… it feels like they stuck another Sunday in there, and around here, Sunday isn’t Funday… it’s a day of picking out clothes for tomorrow, making lunches, etc.  Anyways, it was ok until huz decided [...]

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November 9, 2009

Yup, I’m a bowl full of cherries.

WTF. ♦Dill pickle chips. Look, dill pickle is an excellent flavor for say… pickles, but it’s not great on chips… even Pringles. I will not grocery shop hungry. I will not grocery shop hungry. I will not grocery shop hungry…¹ ♦H1N1.  This goddamn swine flu is becoming a major pain in my ass.  I’m literally [...]

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November 8, 2009

The Freaks Come Out At Night: Part 2

Note: To fully appreciate this post you must first have read The Freaks Come Out at Night: Part 1. Weekend Two. Helen of Troy lives dangerously close to the drunken depravity that is Mini Mardi Gras.  Like, within walking distance.  Naturally I had to go and at least observe.  So me, H.O.T., Dos and Doc [...]

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November 4, 2009

Somebody get me a drink

I know, I know. I am supposed to be working on the Freaks Come Out of Night Part 2.  You’re all sitting around, waiting with baited breath to see the naked people… I get it.  But I’m not feeling like smiley happy people holding hands (or performing fellatio on the street corner).  I’m feeling very [...]

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November 3, 2009

The Freaks Come Out at Night: Part 1

Down where I live, October isn’t just about Halloween¹.  No, it’s a magical time of year that the locals call “Mini Mardi Gras” (which I now refer to as “Mardi Gras for old people”).  It takes over our small town for the last two weeks of the month, and with it comes the strangest group [...]

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What was I thinking?

Do you ever have one of those moments?  One where you just get a flashback and go-”WOW, I was really dumb,” ?  I had one of those yesterday.  I’ve already shared the lovely story of college boyfriend/fake ID supplier Lance Bass, and conveniently left out the story of the pro-baseball player who now works at [...]

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