Category: In Which We Mock Ourselves

I have delayed my yearly closet purge for five years now. Currently everything is on the bed, sorted into piles of: Fit me (Headed for the front of my closet) Don’t fit me yet (Will be waiting in the back of the closet) Never will fit me — either too big or too small (Slated…

I hate posts about posts but man, this blog is in shambles! 36 missing posts from March 4 – April 10 last year. 50 previously blocked duplicate posts to re-load. 20 missing images STILL, and … the thing that horrifies me the most: 662 broken links. (Should have tried a little harder to hit the…

And why? Because that would look SO GOOD on my tiny pea head. Really, I have never been so drawn to a piece of jewelry. I like it even more than the drop pearl tiara that Princess Diana wore. The idea that it’ll be diced up into a hundred pair of earrings breaks my heart.

So, a few times I posted about the Coldwater Creek Manhattan project radiation lawsuit. Most recently I thought that my Dad being my stepfather meant I couldn’t file, but on actually reading the form it seems I was misled. I have to prove that I lived with him (easy, census), and that he had cancer…

Years ago Gary discovered that if you are quiet, the Alexa will reduce its volume to match yours. A few nights ago Gary was asleep, it was early, and I wanted him to stay asleep, but I also wanted to know what time it was. I Ieaned over to the Alexa and whispered, “Alexa, what…

I think I have mentioned that I missed my chance to see Mission Control when my father took us on a tour of NASA when I was five. Evidently, Jerry wanted to bond with my brother, so when I followed them he pushed me gently out, stating, “They don’t let girls into Mission Control.” I…

Well, Farewell TypePad. Feedblitz says that on TypePad I had 40 or so people who came by regularly, and this morning I had 20 visitors. And now at the very last minute I have 40 or so. Hello! I’m working next on a blogroll for the right side with an extra link for blogs that…

Well, last week I thought I knew enough about WordPress to get by, but it seems WordPress is like a Baptist church, it was the right size when the congregation started but then they had to expand it and now you have to go three steps up to get from the vestibule to the sanctuary,…

I know AI can’t be trusted, but usually it isn’t personal. Dave at Blogography asked AI about his blog, and was dismayed by its misinterpretation. I went to AI (specifically, ChatGPT) and asked, “Who is Queen Mediocretia of Suburbia?” What follows is our exchange. AI: “Queen Mediocretia of Suburbia” isn’t a historical figure — it’s…

Stress week continues at work. Yesterday was Defcon One Stress Day. Today is Discretion Day, in which we are to keep our counsel and not gossip. While yes, I see the wisdom, my body is rebelling against the stress and the silence. On me bodily rebellions always look the same: anything food-related is abandoned. The…