It's probably sad that I want to start all of my blog posts with "We all know I'm crazy, right?" but I just want to be sure that we all know that *I* know that sometimes what I decide to talk about is... eccentric. Okay then. One of my criteria for A Good Hair Day … Continue reading [shot stories] hair
I wanted the sun to shine more today. There were glimpses of blue sky and a few fleeting rays. I tried to get some writing work done. Mostly I made cryptic notes until my attention wandered to the sky.
For all of January I have felt several twinkles short of a glitter. When I saw this in a story I was reading, well, I had to laugh and laugh and laugh. Then I had to write it down. And that's when I noticed how awesome my desk looked because the lamp light was shining … Continue reading [shot stories] glass jars
I met my husband when I came home from a rainy day of college classes to find him sitting on my couch. He was in my apartment with some other friends of my roommate. He was wearing a long-sleeved Nightwish t-shirt. Nightwish was supposed to play in Atlanta in 2005 (2006?) but cancelled their tour … Continue reading [shot stories] a rock show
Last week someone scienced too hard with our More Sprinkles cup. It's currently sitting in the freezer, housing an ice-encased Lightning McQueen. The bottom is split away from the rest of the cup. I haven't worked up the mental energy to thaw it. But. I want to "kragle" the cup and use it at my … Continue reading [shot stories] more sprinkles
But all I can think about is but then I feel like maybe I appear to be minimizing the importance of the day. But. Everybody wants a revolution, but nobody wants to do the dishes. And I'm not sure where that originated, because I found conflicting information on The Google. But. Things change when people … Continue reading [shot stories] Labor Day