Queen Mediocretia of Suburbia

Putting the TMI in absentminded

Month: February 2019

  • Breakthrough

    I have arguments in my head. Considering what has gone on in my head in the past, arguments are an improvement, but still it’s exhausting arriving at work when you’ve spent the drive to work stating your case over and over to someone. In my head, those people just argue back, and I never make…

  • Schedule

    Gary grew up on a schedule. According to him, not only were breakfast, lunch, and dinner served at precise, set times, but there were schedules and time limits for bedtimes, fun outings in the weekends, and so on. His parents still adhere to a schedule – they allow themselves thirty minutes a day for local…

  • The Yearly Post in Which I Complain About Winter

    God in Heaven, I hate winter. It isn’t the snow or the ice or the dry air. I hate the light in winter. Summer is a candle. Winter is an LED. Winter light comes in to my house and makes it look filthy, even when it’s clean. It’s like a flashlight held at ground level…

  • Guitar Again

    Since I reached the end of the teacup painting, I returned to my guitar after a week’s hiatus. I intended to return earlier, but I made a delicious meal of thinly sliced pork tenderloin, sliced caramelized onions, and caramelized apples. What does that have to do with the guitar, some of you ask. Some of…

  • Big House Returns

    Gary has had so many recurring dreams about a Big House that it rated its own Blog Category. And then – no Big House dream for five and a half years, since he has been retired. I believed that made the Big House dream analysis easy: Big House = responsibilities. It did tend to surface…

  • Lego

    Remember when I bought the Lego that looked like my new boss? I did a little editing on the mug, and here he is: Since he protested earlier that he doesn’t have as much hair as Rex Dangervest, I removed the Lego snap-on hair and used a Sharpie to draw his actual haircut underneath. I…

  • Lending Library of Love

    When Gary walked off his job, he brought home ten boxes of computer books. He had assembled that library over his entire career: whenever he heard of a new language or software, he’d buy a book on it in case he might need to use it later. After he quit and/or retired (quitired?), he moved…

  • Two Reviews: I Am The Night and Roma

    I Am the NightWhat I expected: True crimeWhat I got: Family drama While I was looking for good podcasts, my niece attended a live broadcast of My Favorite Murder, so I started listening to that. My first MFM broadcast did not get to the murder quickly enough. Instead, there was a lot of pre-murder giggling…

  • Art Careers

    A friend with an artistic teenage daughter reports that she’s considering becoming a video game artist. I couldn’t help but smile when I imagined myself in her place, a teenage girl, being paid to draw the ladies below: “If it were me, I couldn’t do it,” I said. “I couldn’t make my hands draw those…

  • Noom, Huh.

    Noom has been advertising all over the news channels, and now the demographic oracles on Facebook have decided I am in need of a diet, and they sent me this Facebook ad: Noom claims to help you lose weight with a combination of “small bowls and psychology.” I looked closely at the image to see…