Dingo Dog
I’m not in the mood to write much today. My Carolina Dingo mutt always loved to lay by the bathroom door. I’ve had to open it 2 feet away and step over him… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: April, 2022
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Senseless Sunday sarcasm : Book 6
I’ll not be going to scrabble today. My sister-in-law isn’t feeling up to it. Instead of worrying about her, I’m editing. Again. Recently, the only books I’ve been reading are my own. I’m… Continue reading
Mini-Vacation
I’m taking a mini-vacation from work. We have tomorrow off anyway and the one piece of information I need to do the last report won’t be in my office until Monday. What, you… Continue reading
Senseless Sarcasm : Bad day
It feels as if I’ve lost my glasses today, I can’t see straight. Today wasn’t just a bad day. It was a lousy, rotten horrible day and if it get any worse, I’ll… Continue reading
Senseless Sunday Sarcasm : What I “know” about editing.
As I edit my draft for the I-don’t-know-how-many times, it seems the more I know the less I’ve learned. All I know about editing can be summed up in a few bullet points. It’s… Continue reading
Senseless Saturday Sarcasm: The Lazy cook.
I’ve often thought about creating a blog called “The Lazy Cook.” Unfortunately, I’d only post about once a month. My breakfast is coffee and ensure. Lunch is in a frozen container with a… Continue reading
Senseless Friday Sarcasm: Numbing the mind
After living through yet another 1st world problem, a Migraine dizzy-ache, all I want are a few cheap laughs…at my computer…alone. I’ll send you a few memes from the sinner-net that made me… Continue reading
What if….
I’ve been busy overthinking lately. First, there were the gods. Then, there was one God. After that, the number of atheist grew proportional to living in civilizations that wouldn’t kill them. Are there… Continue reading
I don’t take cold showers, and I don’t speak computer.
The last part of March and the first part of April have proven that Murphy’s Law is true. First, my hot water heater ruptured. It was only 50 years old, so I don’t… Continue reading