It Can’t Happen Here?

CW: American eugenics in the time of corona. States announcing they will deny life-saving treatment to corona patients if they have disabilities such as "Down syndrome, cerebral palsy, autism and other such conditions." For anyone who has ever said, "it can't happen here..." Yes, it can. And it has already (as you will well know … Continue reading It Can’t Happen Here?

Where's Whoopsie #26: Could Trump's Words like *Silent* Raindrops Fall?!

CW: American politics and corona. Seriously. WTF, America?! So, uh, I'll totally be back to my usual semi-humorous self later this week. But, I need to go scream somewhere for a minute, and here is the "safest" place I can think. I have said repeatedly that people are the scariest part of any pandemic to … Continue reading Where's Whoopsie #26: Could Trump's Words like *Silent* Raindrops Fall?!

Brevity is the Soul of Apathetically #3: This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things

There is a certain ennui to blogging when the whole world is facing the same crisis. What, exactly, does one contribute to the vagaries of being cooped up in exactly the same way as everyone else over and above what others have already written? In times like these, I'm acutely glad that I never tried … Continue reading Brevity is the Soul of Apathetically #3: This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things

Love in the Time of Corona

CW: Covid-19 as filtered through an Evangelical world view. People behaving badly out of fear. Mentions of past loss of family members who didn't seek medical treatment. General saltiness about all of the above. You know the old saying. Family: you can't live with them, and... Wait. Was there supposed to be a second half … Continue reading Love in the Time of Corona

Meteorological Misanthropy #5: Pop Goes the Explosions?

I'm cheating a little with this particular Meteorological Misanthropy because I'm not talking about any real explosions. I'm not even talking about any real fires. (Other than the fire sale on Wall Street, I guess!?) Heck, I'm not even talking about any real lightning. I'm talking about CGI lightning. Very unrealistic CGI lightning at that. … Continue reading Meteorological Misanthropy #5: Pop Goes the Explosions?

Improv #20: Inconsistent Who?

*Knock Knock* “Who's there?” “Improv” “Improv who?” “Improv, who do you think you are claiming to be “inclusive” while you accuse a chronically ill woman of faking her invisible illness?” Inconsistency bothers me. For instance, I normally include a joke at the beginning of improv-related posts. I forgot to do so for my last post … Continue reading Improv #20: Inconsistent Who?

“Lavender, Where Are You?”

CW: Descriptions of childhood emotional abuse. There will come a point in 2020 when I can officially say that I have lived longer outside the 9th Circle of Hell than I have within it. I will not, unfortunately, be concurrently able to say that I have spent more time outside of Hell than I have … Continue reading “Lavender, Where Are You?”

Where’s Whoopsie #25/Improv #19: Hazy Shade of Waiting

Does an afternoon of quiet relaxation in a cafe with a journal, a sketchpad, a kindle, and some hot chocolate sound like bliss to you? More importantly, does it actually yield bliss for you? Because I have learned that the gulf between "sounds like" and "is" is about as wide as the gulf between my … Continue reading Where’s Whoopsie #25/Improv #19: Hazy Shade of Waiting

Where’s Whoopsie #24: Silver Linings

Silver bells, silver bells'Fore Christmas trip out of city Ring-a-ling (appointment thing) Give a ring (click online - ding!) Book passport walk-in today City centers, government centers With TSA type turnstiles In my mind, there's a feeling I messed up Just keep laughing Renew passport Yes, I'm cutting it dear Silver bells, (Extra bills) Silver bells, (extra … Continue reading Where’s Whoopsie #24: Silver Linings

Where’s Whoopsie #23: Kindred Spirits

Regular blog post to follow in a few days (presumably...). For now, though, I wanted to re-post an awesome poem Souls by newer blogger Robin of Through the Tornado of Chaos. I don't have anything to add verbally to the sentiment, so have a Where's Whoopsie that fits the theme!