Thursday, June 28, 2012

I can feel the devil walking next to me

Jack FM, if you were a person, and not a psychotic radio station, I would say to you:
Honey, I love you. The world really is your oyster, but please cut down on playing  "One Night In Bangkok."

Oy - Every day is too much.........just.........too much.

I forgot - my life is terrible

Apparently, my life is terrible. During a recent visit, my mother starting crying during one of our meals, as if my life saddens her.  Clearly, we have different agendas.

She said, "Doesn't it make you sad?"
I said, "Doesn't what make me sad?"
She said, "Everything...doesn't this all get to you?"

Hmmm. NO.

I feel like any day is a good day, if I'm not so down and out that I'm wearing flattened waterbottles strapped to my feet as shoes.
Her day is bad if Starbucks messes up her latte.
Pretty much.

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

In other news

News helicopters circling overhead for the second time this week.

Currently, our flavor du jour is Channel 7.
Monday, it was Channel 4 and Channel 7.
Isn't the non-news tasty?

Oh, south are never dull.
(But I kind of wish you were.)

Saturday, June 09, 2012

Preferably where the streets do have names

No, Bono, I would not like to live where the streets have no name.  That sounds like a really bad idea.  I can't even imagine how much gas and time I'd waste, trying to find places.  Or, how would I describe how to get to my house, or go anywhere?  I know you were trying to be deep and esoteric, and hide from the world, or whatever.
But really,

We are the village green preservation society

I had an explosion of extra succulent babies this winter.  All the babies had babies.  So now I am painting the cutest little 4” pot s...