Queen Mediocretia of Suburbia

Putting the TMI in absentminded

Month: March 2022

  • Rewriting the Novel: Write What You Know

    The novel now has three scenes involving raccoons. Raccoons fearing noise, raccoons avoiding noisy places until those places go quiet, and one scene just has the threat of raccoons. I should branch out into other wildlife to symbolize “nature” but I can picture raccoons best.

  • Compare and Contrast

    There are ads on the news channels touting online home sales – you register and for 2% of the sale you can sell your house, like, in a day. I have also been hearing older people tell me how one generation back buyers just knocked on your door, assumed your loan, signed some papers at…

  • Gary and Queen Christina

    Gary will often start a conversation with me by explaining some fact. This goes one of three ways. I know the fact, and I wait patiently while Gary Garysplains something I already know, and he shouts “LET me FINISH” if I interrupt. I don’t know the fact, because Gary has just pulled it out of…

  • A Review: Whatever Happened to Baby Jane

    I watched that Feud miniseries about the making of Whatever Happened to Baby Jane, and that was sufficient for me. Never needed to see the real movie. Gary said it was a terrific film, and he wanted to re-watch it. Sure, I said. I made it as far as when Baby Jane tosses the “Call…

  • Weekly Paint Progress: 3/17

    Next subject: my brother’s pit bull. Easy. I count three colors. This week the pit bull went from this: … to this (yes, I traced it, sue me):

  • Catherine Eats Fish Again

    It is that time of year! Official First Friend of the Blog, Catherine, again eats all the fish sandwiches, just as she did a year ago. I particularly enjoy the little Filet-o-Fish fanfare she sings.

  • Bathroom Addition

    I felt the medical bathroom needed a pop of color, so I got an eyeball the same color as Gary’s eyes. It was hard to find a good spot for it until I noticed the obvious. I told Gary that now I had to buy another one, but he offered up his eyepatch. I like…

  • Tributary

    You may remember my charming childhood tale of growing up next to Coldwater Creek, just at the primo time to be splashing in its radioactive waste. I just had to cross the parking lot of the condos across the street and I was in the creek. I lived there until I was twelve, when we…

  • There’s No Stopping Me

    On a day when you are being pulled ten different waysa day in which you are leading a meeting and your cell phone and your landline phone both ring simultaneously because you’re supposed to sell your mom’s house next month but now there’s a problem and two separate people are calling about that problem but…

  • Covid In Your Face

    Some parts of the St. Louis metro area recently lifted the mask mandate. (Specifically, the area that actually HAD a mask mandate.) I hesitated to go out, because I suspected people would say things to my masked face, because I’ve heard enough stories. So, what to do? I felt the masks I’d seen that read…