Queen Mediocretia of Suburbia

Putting the TMI in absentminded

Month: February 2014

  • Shame, CNN. SHAME.

  • Yet Another Barenaked Ladies Concert Unlike Any Other Barenaked Ladies Concert

    Things I like: Dogs New Orleans BNL Last weekend the three came together at the pre-Mardi Gras Pet Parade downtown. It was the trinity of fun. The Purple, Gold and Green of silliness. First we drove to the Pet Parade. Driving was not fun, and that was all my fault. At one point I said,…

  • Einsparungen-Armen

    Einsparungen-Armen is the German translation of “savings-poor,” and I’m making it it into one of those specific German words that mean things like “the sensation of needing to use the restroom right after you used the restroom” and “moral judgements of others based in the ecstasy of self-righteousness” and “the type of person who learns…

  • Immortality

    Just the other night I had one of my delightful dreams about Mom. And, as always, a few minutes in it occurs to me that she’s dead. “Wait. Mom, didn’t you die five years ago. Remember? The hospital and the hospice, and the mortuary wheeling you out the front door?” “Oh, you crazy kid. You…

  • This is What My TV does at Four AM to Entertain Itself

    I am such a news junkie I have to leave the TV on all night, at a subliminal listening level, just in case there is breaking news. For some reason I woke up at 3:30. CNN wasn’t even trying to report the news then. MSNBC was airing Olympic hockey. I scrolled through the channels and…

  • Silver rainbow lining

    So for the last twenty minutes I’ve been chasing an ocular migraine, that strange little jagged rainbow that pops up for no reason. I tried to use the same technique I use to get over the tinnitus. I can get over the tinnitus by listening very closely to the ringing in my ears. If I…

  • Gary says, Its Me or the Pan

    A few weekends ago Gary put the cast iron pan in the dishwasher. Gary turned a blind eye to why you don’t put a cast iron pan in the washer, and according to him it was literally a BLIND eye because the day I spent reseasoning the pan caused acrid fumes to burn at his…