Queen Mediocretia of Suburbia

Putting the TMI in absentminded

Month: July 2013

  • A visual pun

    Sax and violins.

  • Gary wants to know where the balcony is.

    The bed is almost as firm as ours at home.

  • Glamping

  • Well they tried

    And there was a point on the toilet paper!

  • So Let’s Just Say …

    So CNN has decided that only a plane crash can break their concentration on the Zimmerman case. (To be fair, for a coup in Egypt they’ll look away from Zimmerman for two hours of coverage.) Now that all the evidence is in, I decided I could form an opinion. Let’s just SAY, for the sake…

  • In Praise of Lifetime Warranties, Event Insurance, and Frequent Flyer Miles

    We had planned to go to the BNL concert in Nashville at the end of this week. However, Gary’s aunt died and we’re going to a funeral in Florida. It’s sad, made sadder because Gary shows his sadness by yelling. He was roaring sad earlier today. We didn’t know when the formalities would be, but…

  • I Climb on to the BBC Sherlock Wagon

    Well, this holiday weekend was spent watching Sherlock. I say “we.” I started watching it on my own. I noticed Stephen Moffits name and thought, “oh that’s the Dr. Who guy.” After the first five minutes I called Gary in for a Dr. Who fix, because the closest he’ll get for a while is Benedict…

  • Crowd at the Concert

    Okay, let’s go back to the beach ball drop at the Cowboy Mouth concert. One of the Twins grew attached to one of the beach balls and wanted to take it home with her, because how else would she remember the concert? (At that time there had “only” been a call-out from the stage.) Somehow…

  • Cowboy Mouth July 4th Concert!

    Hot Mom and Mr. Hot Mom have been Cowboy Mouth fans since tending bar in New Orleans twenty years ago. Hot Mom had her birthday party in Chicago this February and attended the Cowboy Mouth concert there. When Hot Family found out Cowboy Mouth would be playing a free concert one highway exit from their…

  • Easy Ways to Achieve That Messy Look

    I have mentioned Susan from Work before: she’s the angel with eggplant hair and a bobbed nose. Her most recent visit to the salon changed her do from a blocky jet-black rocker cut to a tidy cap of brown hair. “I don’t like it,” she moaned. “It looks too perfect.” Too perfect? Well, everything else…