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The Ice Cream Man Cometh

In some parts of the country, ice cream trucks don’t run year-round. This means SOME ice cream wagons don’t play Christmas tunes. Have I blown any southwestern minds yet?

Here in NM, an ice cream van scoots down my street every afternoon. I never run out to greet it, due to:

1) veganism, yo

2) [...]

The Best Laid [Birthdays] of Mice and Men

On November, 30, 1984, Greyloon was born.

We have have been thick as thieves since age 12 or 13. Well, excluding that time I described her in my journal as a “boy crazy-slut.” This was unwarranted as we were both Mormon, homeschooled, and gravely lacking in slutty opportunites. Speaking of opportunities, living together as college [...]

When Do You Bring a Friend?

Years ago (summer 2008?), I decided to get my right ear cartilage (“helix”) re-pierced. When I informed my friend Celia, she asked “Would you like me to come and hold your hand?”

This struck me as a ridiculous offer. I was a big girl, past twenty. Do sturdy, strapping women need hands to hold?

When She Goes, She’s Gone

You’d better behave yourself, middle distance; I’m watching you. Actually, I’m watching the neighbor dogs. Whenever I’m weeding our jungle, neighboring children and/or dogs poke their noses over the wall to call and/or whimper for my attention. Puppies and children can’t be contained by mere walls. Happily, I’m almost always happy to see small people [...]

Return of the Blogroll!

Never-Nude [b]log-rolling! Image via Wikimedia Commons

Months ago, my blogroll vanished. Don’t ask me how. While my technical skills are admittedly sucktastic, even I’m not dense enough to delete entire pages. Or am I?

Whatever happened, I have spent the past two hours typing, clicking, singing fragments of the alphabet (“LMNOP… HIJK… QRST…”), [...]

Flashback: the Mark of a Good Friend

(A post from my previous, now defunct blog, written September 28, 2007)

——————— The Mark of a Good Friend

When I was a little girl, I dated Grackle.

After one of our early dates, I discovered that I’d had [highly visible] food stuck in my teeth for HOURS. I was horrified. When cornered, Grackle admitted [...]

Bye Bye, Birdie

Yesterday morning, I spotted an injured bird on my street. Its wings looked fine, but it could only flap for a few feet and seemed to be favoring its right leg. As there are numerous dogs with “big bitey ends” around (one of which was chasing my bike when I noticed the bird), I set [...]

A Return to Facebook

Back in May of 2010, I left Facebook to combat my lifelong sloth and rampant reality-avoidance. I never planned to return.

But then, I never expected Janey Atkinson to steal my face. Friends attempted to report “her” dastardly doings to Facebook (and I can’t thank you all enough for your loyalty and support), but were [...]

Janey Atkinson Stole My Face

Yesterday, long-long-longtime reader and friend Jacob alerted me to the fact that if you search Facebook for Janey Atkinson, you will find a number of my bald-era photos from over the years— plus lots of charming comments about my looks, accepted with humble thanks from “Janey.”

Plenty more where that [...]

The World is Where We Live

Does this panda look familiar?

(image source)

Somehow, I completely forgot the World Wildlife Fund existed until I ran into this:

No matter how many times I watch this video, it still dazzles me. Yes, I dazzle easily, but let’s consider that a virtue.

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