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

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?

Brevity is the Soul of Apathetically #2: Lack of Mental Liquidity

*Lavender dumps Liquid IV powder into a glass of water and throws out the packet in the garbage* *Lavender gets a spoon, stirs the Liquid IV up and proceeds to almost throw the spoon in the trash as well* Lavender: "No, wait, this is a spoon. Spoons go in sinks. Why did I want to … Continue reading Brevity is the Soul of Apathetically #2: Lack of Mental Liquidity

Brevity is the Soul of Apathetically (aka “Let it Go…”)

I once wrote a post explaining a meditation technique that my Partner taught me that clocked in at almost 2,500 words. When my Partner learned this - and that I had roughly half of a follow-up post already written just from things I never ended up including in the original post - he suggested that … Continue reading Brevity is the Soul of Apathetically (aka “Let it Go…”)

Subway Sociology #9: The Wheels on the Bus Don’t Go Round

All the conditions were right for a repeat of our apartment-hunting bus experience. It had again been raining. We had again accidentally attempted to take a shuttle bus that was replacing regular train service during a major popular event (in this case sportsball instead of a concert) that had filled each shuttle bus to max … Continue reading Subway Sociology #9: The Wheels on the Bus Don’t Go Round

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

Meteorological Misanthropy #4: All I want for Christmas…

is to look at your two front teeth... ...or your nose...or your ear...or behind you. Basically anywhere but at your eyes. Because, yes, I am one of those neurodiverse girls for whom direct eye contact for extended periods of time is actually physically uncomfortable. I'm also one of those neurodiverse girls who has never fit … Continue reading Meteorological Misanthropy #4: All I want for Christmas…

Meteorological Misanthropy #3: Atmospheric Accountability

I apparently have a new pet peeve in fantasy novels. I'm currently reading a fantasy novel that shall remain nameless so that - as with a t.v. show that shall also remain nameless - I don't have to learn how to space posts to avoid spoiler alerts. The novel itself falls somewhere above "completely generic … Continue reading Meteorological Misanthropy #3: Atmospheric Accountability

Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thanksgiving Time

*Arrives home later than expected for a short week* Lavender: "I got hung up at work dealing with my least favorite people. Guess who?" *Partner proceeds to list in order: 1) my family, 2) the administrative staff of each and every group home prior to the One Horse Townhouse in the 9th Circle of Hell, … Continue reading Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thanksgiving Time