Queen Mediocretia of Suburbia

Putting the TMI in absentminded

Month: December 2005

  • I Got Blisters on Me Fingers

    Okay, Gary and I got each other joint Christmas presents. I got us an electric guitar to share. I was delighted when he got home, grabbed it, and promptly discovered his big fat hammy fingers are not suited for fitting between the frets. First I tuned our – well, my – guitar with a tremendous…

  • Eeewwwww (shudder)

    Gary and I have opposing views on illness, pain, and the like. I was taught by Mr. and Mrs. Stoic to bite your lip and show no pain, even if you have cancer or polio. Gary was taught by his parents that if you have a fever you get the TV in your room and…

  • Flowers for Algernon

    I thought this regression into adolescence was going to stop, but now it appears I’m no longer fourteen; I am ten. I was sitting with Gary, watching a duo play drums and electric guitar on tv. “Hey,” I said, “I could learn to play the guitar. You could play the drums, and I could play…