Queen Mediocretia of Suburbia

Putting the TMI in absentminded

Month: August 2021

  • Gary Drumming to the Beat of a Different Drummer

    I cashed in a Birthday Month card and commanded that Gary entertain me on the drums while I painted. I’m sure he’s done it before, but I’ve never noticed, he makes up his own drum part. All this time I spend on the guitar trying to mimic the artist, and Gary goes past that and…

  • Milk

    Mom’s friend Carleen would buy a quart of milk every week, and if she had any left over from the previous week she would pour it out. I know she did this because Mom was so scandalized she would not let it go until “Aunt” Carleen explained there was only one spot for the milk…

  • Fail of the Week

    After four and a half days of six hour-long meetings with minimal breaks, I developed a sore on my rear. (Allow me to pause while I compile a list of delicate terms for my hindquarters.) It was located in a spot where I couldn’t see it unless I … repositioned some of the flesh padding…

  • State of the Scratch, the End

    Okay, it was like this: And now, after some application of touch up paint from the dealer and some encouragement from the body shop it’s like this: Not at all perfect, but I have to hunt to see it in low light. I get the feeling I will be using that touch up paint a…

  • Rewriting the Novel: A Little More Interesting

    So of course now that I’m almost two thirds done. It is expected to write a character so she goes from point a in the beginning to point b at the end, but sometimes it’s better if she hates herself along the way. And if we are to write what we know, I am an…

  • Weekly Paint Progress: 8/26

    This week the sundials went from this: … to this:

  • How I am Consoling Myself Recently

    Doctor Fauci says this will go on until next spring. My response was “Opera next summer!” Next spring is only eight months away. I can make it that long, In fact, I think I could make it four years total. Past generations have gutted out the global tough times for three to four years at…

  • Mom Again

    Remember a few weeks ago when I woke up and forgot Mom had died? Remember, I felt I needed to call her because I couldn’t remember the last time I had called her? And then, I remembered that’s right, she died 13 years ago. It happened again. I fell asleep with the television on, and…

  • Review: GasLight (1944) vs Gaslight (1940)

    In 2012 I watched the movie Gaslight (1944). I think everyone knows the term “gaslighting” and that it got its name from this movie. Only it didn’t – there was a 1940 British movie version four years before the Ingrid Bergman/ Angela Lansbury 1944 version. I wasn’t interested in the 1940 version until I read…

  • Frog

    For the last few weeks there has been a frog on the glass on our back door. We thought he just liked watching us. I was admiring the frog when I noticed he would move – just a bit – just a little twitch every so often. Turned out there were an apocalyptic number of…