"Grammy and I went to the holiday show at the fairgrounds last weekend," says the mostly naked woman slithering her pert undercarriage into bikini briefs not six inches from my nose. "She was telling me all about the Christmasses they used to have when she was a little girl. It was really different back then because their parents didn't have [...]
"After you, dear!" she grinned, opening the door with a flourish. Her companions still struggled to emerge from a massive blue Caddie handicap-parked in front of the diner, so she was holding the door for everyone else while she awaited them. The lady was plump, with stick-straight silver hair in a pixie cut. She rattled the Caddie's keys in one [...]
Remember that Color Line enamel glass paint that I beta-tested for Bullseye awhile back? This, apparently, is what Color Line can do in the hands of someone who knows how to use it. (IOW, someone other than yours truly) Here's the story on that: Last weekend my friend Carla and I hit up the Oregon Glass Guild's Open Studios tour, [...]
I know I've promised a bunch of you that I'd deliver a compilation of knee replacement surgery information and I WILL PUBLISH THAT SOON. Promise. It's just that I'm having a little trouble developing a new template that doesn't take 9 gazillion years to edit and maintain. Thanks for your patience because I'm swiftly running out of mine. Whoever thought shortcodes [...]
Mini-adventure Mondays: Sometimes you win, sometimes...not. Early this morning I decide to try the new hipster roasteria (espresso bar, for the rest of us) for today's educational adventure. The plan: Order the first drink I know absolutely nothing about, drink it, and thereby learn something new. Given my (for a glasslander) abysmal ignorance about matters caffeinated, I figure this won't [...]
There's a fascinating little video making the rounds right now, on the relationships of 3, 6, and 9 to circles, the universe, nothing, and, well, everything: https://youtu.be/inWnhZp_A-M Reminded me of Professor Tranh and his drangles. And, of course, the story. I was ALL about words when I was a kid. Words made stories, and I was a storyteller, so it [...]
"Gaak!" I said, squinting at fumaric acid and magnesium phosphate and tricalcium phosphate, "The scariest things about Halloween are the nutritional labels on the candy bags. Have you read these things?" "Oh, I love them," said my neighbor Kim, "Every time I'm tempted to break my diet I just pick up a Cheetos bag and read the label. Works every time." We were [...]
Remember me talking about Monica, the Cookie Lady, at work? The one who makes about a blue jillion cookies and distributes them at work the way the Plaza Hotel distributes bedbugs?* She’s at it again. […]
This is me, standing on the I5 overpass near work, taking a picture of cars zipping away down the road. I walked there, all by myself, because it was a lot faster than driving. Holy hell. I WALKED there. Do you understand the significance of that statement? The car needed its 30,000 mile checkup this morning. Travis-the-blueteam leader took SherryBaby's [...]
“Nice rose tattoo,” I said. Not THAT rose tattoo, as I’m not a huge fan of Tennessee Williams.* No, this was an enormous polychrome rose covering the whole of her inside forearm, half-hidden by the breakfast menu she proffered with a smile. […]
