Not humblebragging in the least, for that is our least favorite human trait on social media. But to highlight how good seeing this message two days in a row is, serendipitously while writing a page & a few posts to explain not only the genesis of this blog, but the rather circuitous route it took to its current form. While also trying to explain some of its eccentricities, and highlighting some of the content that doesn’t get nearly as much traffic as the rest, and finally talking about the content that consistently brings people here. The dichotomy between the two which is borne out of a conversation with a dear friend I’d not spoken to in years. They didn’t even know I was still blogging!?!?
A week into my advent calendar and behind each door is another nightmare….
PS: I’m kidding, don’t have an advent calendar….
If I ever say I’m going to the store on Wednesday during the day – remind me it is “Senior Discount Day” and then tell me I better not.
Nobody likes to elbow grandma, least of all me.
I will never be able to pronounce: synecdoche
Whoever developed an auto-roll video ad for IBT that after muting stays muted for 5 seconds (long enough for you to scroll away) and then unmutes has earned a special punishment in hell…
Holding Tinh Cha over my nipples & let me just tell you — if you’ve not tried it, then please don’t judge me.
NOT TODAY, Satan …
no sir—You do realize that Google & One Drive offer me 15GB
And you want me to jump through hoops for a 250mb bonus?
What is this 1998? Yeah, I’m gonna let Jesus Fix That!
Ya’ll is LOUD AF
Some of us hermits would appreciate it if you could keep it below the rumble of a garbage truck.
Awards go to the woman so old she needs one of those walker/seat things who YELLED AT THE TOP of her lungs for being called YaYa (which is Grandma in Greek, or something) then when she got outside – an older gentleman called her the same thing & she started again, talking about:
NOT YAYA F*CKER.
Take it easy gramma, you gonna catch a case like that
There is literally nothing creepier, than to hear claws scratching on the cat post, then look around & realize both your cats are sleeping beside you!
Time for a dance break, go on India.Arie talkmbout
“When I look in the mirror & the only one there is me…”
You know there are few things worse than a Phil Collins song coming on the radio to ruin your mood… sheesh…
Pretendians & Tildren are the two words I learnt today.
This story is a series of updates posted on social media:
Is at that point where I’m going to do something
כל כך דרמטי
Will you care?
To the woman casually picking the dead skin off your lips and the man who was getting off in two stops:
You saw that old woman get on the bus but chose to ignore her or offer your seat and I hate you for it.
GERRY HAMBLING! FAME WAS MY EVERYTHING!
*sob* Paul Walker
RIZ! Mondo Cane #Forever
Ray Harryhausen fueled my childhood!
Karen Black >>>MY SPIRIT GUIDE
JUANITA>>>>MOOR…. LAWD NO MAMA!
JULIE HARRIS!!!! WHY!?! LORD WHY!!!
Phillip Seymour Hoffman…. *sobs*
Oh Hollywood, on the eve of the Oscars, you are so transparent.
Like a Bob Mackie Gown for Cher.
I’m just going to say it – because no one has. #HouseOfCards is not as good this season. This table lost two of its best legs and is quite lopsided. These “replacements” are both not getting the same storylines or best performances. I’m only half way through, but apparently they thought this was the Kevin Spacey/Robin Wright show & didn’t really need to flesh it out any further. That is a sad thing.
“they offend my delicate f*ck^ng sensibilities…” and I’m not here for that!
I’ll take my merit badge now.
Yes, running the gauntlet of the grocery store filled with geriatrics for SENIOR DISCOUNT DAY as it coincides with SNOWPOCALYPITCALMAGEDDONADO wutchamacallit and not busting a cap in someone’s ass or breaking a crumudgeony old person’s hip is feat worthy of note and recognition.
Not Nobel Worthy, certainly. But just mail me something nice.