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Whine
(Wine snobs: perpare to condescend.) To my uneducated palate, beer tastes like flowers and wine tastes like stomach acid. (Or, as one philosophical friend ventured, perhaps my stomach acid tastes like wine.) There are some wines I like. Those would be the wines that tastes like Welches grape juice. Mogen David. There’s a wine. I…
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My Secret Life
I was thinking of my niece and the massive secrets adults in her life coerced her into keeping. Like her Mom’s secret marriage. The S_______’s assume the proposition that all knowledge is secret. Any information passed from one S_______ to another ends with “of course, don’t tell [enter name of male member of the family]…
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Big Day

Saturday was a big long day in which we celebrated our 21st anniversary. This could be an excruciatingly long post, or I could try to go with the post version of the movie montage. —————————————————————————————-Amazingly, we got up at 7:30 to get to the Susan Komen Race for the Cure (or as we did it,…
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Old News and Notes

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Missy Bad.
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A Very Special Guest Post
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Me me me Meme
“Mom” I said this weekend. “You need a blog.” “I wouldn’t have anything to write about.” “Well, you could write about your capers. And if you need a topic evidently there are these things called ‘Memes.’” Mom was disinterested. But I read of a meme on Amandarin, and it mentioned Chronic Listaholic. The first list…
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Gather ’round Ye Little Children
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I Sing the Body Eclectic
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Mmmmm..Soylent Green
