Monthly Archive: February, 2020

Grocery store etiquette

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Would you go to a good restaurant and scoop lemon butter prawns over delicate pasta in your hands to eat? How about moving your table so that no one can get through the… Continue reading

Senseless Sunday Sarcasm: Taxing

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I’ve had a taxing day.  Litter-ally.   Every year I say the same thing. I HAVE TO STOP THE TORTURE!!! …and every year, this is what I do:   Except all those papers… Continue reading

Music silliness

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I’ve written a bit of poetry in my life. Unfortunately, poetry and sarcasm don’t go together well.  But songs rhyme, and I especially love silly songs. My children didn’t get “Rock-a-by Baby.”  I… Continue reading

…and another scam bites the ice

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Awake at 3:00 in the morning after 8 hours sleep…sort of (if you count the 3-hour nap from 3pm – 6pm). I have Dan Alatorre to blame for my latest dream-mare (not quite… Continue reading

A little silliness

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A little silliness today. Fun with internet searches. This prompted me to remember a few that made me laugh out loud: How about winter in Florida? Do you know what we have in… Continue reading

Senseless Sunday Sarcasm : Pretentious

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Just pretend for a moment that I’m the world’s leading authority on everything, and not an author who spends a great deal of time looking up every little detail as she writes. Imagine… Continue reading

In-stinks

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Where did a word like instinct come from?  It’s that feeling inside you screaming things like: Run! Hide! This is a good person. This guy sucks. You’re going to fight off a migraine… Continue reading

Bored

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As you may have guessed, I can’t sleep. When I’m bored, I start trolling through memes, so I went on a very popular social media site and looked through Granny’s Funnies and sarcasm… Continue reading

Twisted

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Once, I wrote poetry, the black cat part of me. Once, I flew on airplanes, until they gave me migraines. Once upon a time I believed in ever after but no prince proved… Continue reading

Senseless Someday Sarcasm : Energy?

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I can’t think of God as male or female, but as a giant blob of all-there-is that knows no time or space.   Is God a celestial couch potato in need of additional energy… Continue reading