Chaotic Utopia
Here is one final thanks to all of my readers, especially for all of your wonderful comments over the last week. I know I’ll miss blogging here. In fact, I doubt I’ll be able to stay gone for too long. I promise, (barring any truly chaotic circumstances) that I will return. I may start a…
This is a little unexpected, I’m sure. I sat down last week, on my three-year blog-anniversary, to put together my banner and start the updating that I’ve been talking about for a month, but I couldn’t do it. I wanted the creative juices to flow, to get excited about blogging again, but instead I hit…
Well, here it is the first Monday in 2009, and judging by my inbox, which suddenly jumped to life, it is definitely time to get back to this poor site update. I was ready to dive in, anyhow, since the holidays are finally past, and my son returns to school tomorrow. (Yay!) Besides, tomorrow is…
I always get plenty of books for Christmas–more than I’ll ever have time to read, certainly. So, this year, when I started to tear the paper from the corner of another heavy and flat rectangle, it was hard to get excited. But underneath the paper, I caught a glimpse of a cracked cobblestone. The surface…
Anyone remember this song? Well… Santa got in the Christmas Spirit (or was that into the Christmas Spirits?) and now he needs your help to play connect the dots. Yup. It’s just what you think: (flash required)
Humans!A film by Three Legged Legs This snarky little film is my way of saying: I’m back, but I’m still busy–you know, being a human, consuming resources, yadda yadda. Since Christmas is only a week away, I’m going to use this time to post nonsense filler (hopefully some of it holiday-themed) and work on the…
Mumble, mumble, stupid holidays… mumble mumble, final exams… mumble, grumble, not enough time in a day… mumble, curse, mumble… There must be some corollary to Murphy’s law that states every time I want to do something nice for myself, I will be swamped with other things. That seems to be the theme for the entire…
Happy Turkey Day! Shoot your own dinner! via Southbank Thanks to my pal, Sara, who recommended this manic turkey shooter for Thanksgiving Day. I know it doesn’t make sense, but then again, most holidays don’t anymore.
Ok, this is just bizzarre. If you’re easily freaked out, don’t read this. It might start off nice and pretty… This story begins sometime in the mid-1990s, when I was still young enough to do stupid things with friends who had too much to drink. It involves a sort of tradition for those of us…
So, I’ll be the first to admit it. This blog is dead. I’ve noticed it happening to a number of sites I used to read on a regular basis, as the authors found themselves overwhelmed and occupied with many other things–school, work, life–chaos. Yet, what I’m facing is a little different. This blog was always…