At Least They're Committed

Oh, why not. I’d originally sneaked on here to document my observations of Tripping Raul while TR was raging because some person let her down. (Yawn) She caught me and pulled it off-line. Yet, since I have this date secured and titled, might as well play on this a bit. I’ll only say it once this… Read more

In her defense, she tried to wake me up. She hopped onto the bed and whimpered, her big brown eyes staring at me, and I, in typical fashion, waved her away. Evidently she was trying to tell me she didn’t feel so hot because she proceeded to produce pile upon pile of . . .… Read more

Wildly agitated on the bus ride home because I had really wanted to be at the Rockies’ Opening Day, I hypercritically flipped past Tonic, System of a Down, NIN, Gordon Lightfoot, Free and various other artists on my iPod while grappling for a song I could relate to and that would quell the scream embedded in my throat. Finally: Creep, by… Read more

I do so dislike posting unflattering photos of myself, but I of course had to in order to tell the tornado story. I apologize. I’ve been fighting my weight for, like, ever and the lack of results are never more telling than in those pics. And don’t even get me started on my hair that day… Read more

You, my child, are on your way. And I am excited about it, as are your grandfather and uncles. You’re due Oct. 21, close to my birthday. Feel free to come a couple of days early. We’ve already begun looking at car seats and baby clothes, though we don’t know yet if you’re a girl… Read more

When the sirens went off, we gathered our cell phones and nothing else and quickly made our way to the basement. The smell was dank and the darkness foreboding as we huddled together, awaiting our fate as the rain and hail pelted the windows upstairs and the wind and thunder rolled like wrath ever nearer… Read more