I think nerdy kids carry grudges.
They don’t just grow up to be rocket scientists and heads of international labs and finding cures for cancer. It is not enough that they earn a truckload of money more than the loser football star and the cheerleader who both ended up living in a trailer park and practicing variables of alcohol and drug insertion (some needle play possibly included). Nope, these dudes and dudettes are exacting revenge.
Once there was a time when all medicine was a powder that had to be mixed in water and swallowed. Or, it came in a … Read more →
THIS is a really sad day for me and not just because one of those crazy adult colouring ladies escaped with her felt pens and doodled all over Blissy … but with awesome technique … I would like to point out. I mean, if she were to post it in on one of those Facebook colouring groups, she would get soooo many “likes” and “loves” and maybe even some weeping. IF they have added that emotion yet. You know, the Italian mother kind of weeping when they child decides to become a priest or a nun or something.
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There were abandoned farms and businesses all over the prairies. City kids had playgrounds and community centres and sports complexes … we had old barns and abandoned buildings.
The first thing you did when you found an old building, was move in and stake your claim on the new club house. Someone should do some serious investigative study on the correlation between farms kids and their old abandoned buildings and bike gangs and their club houses. A lot of the same dynamics were definitely at play. The places were dark, there were tables and chairs made out of old … Read more →
I feel my sanity slipping away. It is either that or I have become more objective in my self-observations. I have no idea why, when I turn on the light and it does not work, I flick the switch off and on several times as if there is a possibility that I have done it wrong or that maybe if I do it in a certain way, the light will come on. I like to think I am an enthusiastic optimist and refuse to surrender to “no can do” in any form.
Ya, let’s go with that.
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I did a drive along with some cops once as part of a community awareness.
I can’t help it if the cop’s perspective of the incident was all caught up in the legal documents that said it was court ordered, in the hopes of helping me change my ways before it was too late. I have my own perspective and it is my story and I am choosing happier meanings and outcomes so that I will not be all bogged down with negativity that makes me have cancer because I hold negative energy in my body.
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I never got the whole deal with trolls. I thought they were butt ugly and their arms didn’t even bend. Barbie bent. I was into bending. Blame it on Romper Room – ” . . . Bend and stretch, reach for the sky ….”
When you are raised in the wilds of the prairies of Canada, you learn things about life. Like road kill. I know stuff about road kill that no-one should know. I learned that things that no longer bend . . . are probably dead.
We weren’t allowed to undress in daylight. Once when my brother got … Read more →
Despite some of you playing the new fun internet game of “guess how this picture ties in with what Biss is writing about,” this is not a blog post detailing how I am a horses ass . . . at least not intentionally. If I do my job well today I am hoping you will join with me in saying my neighbour is one.
I am pretty sure I am awesome. I mean I like hanging out with me. What’s not to love about me?
Even if none of that is true, I kind of appreciate that most days… Read more →
Hubby likes to make sure that he gets really natural foods. We used to get our honey from the markets and a little stall complete with a woman wearing a bee costume, with black and yellow signage and a declaration signed by some 1000 bees, authenticating that they have picked her picture out of a 12 face line-up as the woman who had indeed, stolen their honey. She had bandages all over her body with penned wording and arrows stating “bee stings” and she had pollen on the end of her nose … well we all hoped to God … Read more →