Queen Mediocretia of Suburbia

Putting the TMI in absentminded

Month: April 2017

  • Science march

    March log: We’ve been to the march immediately following the election in November, the Women’s march, the Immigration march, the Planned Parenthood march, the Tax March, now the Science march, and next week the Climate march. And then, no marches? No protests? How is that possible? We were marching next to an older woman, and…

  • A New Alanis Game

    Gary and I were in the car yesterday, and we popped Jagged Little Pill in to the CD player. When I sing along with Alanis Morissette I always find myself caterwauling to excess. (“And you say, how-we-ow-we-ow apprrrrroooooprrrrrrrrrr-eeee-iate.”) So, I was doing that. Earlier, Gary had been doing some drive-yelling and swiched to Henrietta Pussycat…

  • Bullets 2017

    Sometimes you do so much and blog so little there’s nothing to do but make bullets. The bladder infection has run its course and I am well now. I am also five pounds fatter, which is sad because last month I lost five pounds. Gary thinks it’s muscle, but I know what a five pound…

  • A New Name

    Well, there is some good that came out of the bladder infection that arose after the last post. First, Gary no longer feels that his dirty, dirty organ is causing the bladder infections, given that a fresh-from-the-box silicone toy cocked everything up this time. He’s now blaming my dirty, dirty bladder, and even says the…

  • First

    My great grandmother was the first person killed by an automobile in Marion Ohio. And so it began: technology tasted blood, and our blood was the tastiest. Technology has not killed me, but I think I am the first person … well, on my block at least … to develop a remote-controlled bladder infection. And,…