I tried a new recipe yesterday for Peanut Cole Slaw, and it called for mincing some onions. I drew out my overpriced CutCo knife and commenced. Just as my eyes started to water – “MOM! COME HELP ME WITH THE OWL BOOK!” screeched the Pterocactyl, which startled me, so I chopped off a piece of Read More
NOTE: Please check with your doctor, therapist, life coach, Wiccan priestess or congressional representative before listening to anything I say. Did you miss Part I? Click on this BUTTON. How about Part II? Click on this BUTTON. In the short few days since my last installment, two unfortunate happenings occurred. First: an Alert Peep informed Read More
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The unexamined life, said Socrates, is not worth living. Hence, I took stock of my existence at 4:45 pm last Tuesday, and this is what I found: The Tyrant wanted me to fix her hair which was already fixed and the Pterodactyl couldn’t find his Pokemon AND DID HIS SISTER TAKE THEM? and “Mom, come Read More
As you may know, I am part coon-ass. I grew up in Louisiana, and my mom’s family was from deep in the bowels of Cajun country. My grandmother’s mother used to steal chickens out of my grandfather’s mother’s yard. They were so close they could have been cousins. Okay, well, they were cousins. But it’s Read More
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