National S#!t Show week
Not quite over the cliff, so it can’t be called a trainwreck, I’m dubbing this “National S#!t show week.” Why would I call it that? Hail damaged the cars and houses where my… Continue reading
Not quite over the cliff, so it can’t be called a trainwreck, I’m dubbing this “National S#!t show week.” Why would I call it that? Hail damaged the cars and houses where my… Continue reading
I want businessess to stop passing advertising materials off as real email (otherwise known as SPAM). At work, some agency keeps sending me emails about their wonderful nursing assistants. I have unsubscribed over… Continue reading
<— I had a doctor like this. Once. I don’t stay with bad doctors EVER. I walked out the door when the doctor said HE would be the one to decide… Continue reading
On the morning of December 24th, it’s supposed to be 27F in my part of Florida. OMG! It’s going to be in the 40’s in Key west! That’s tropical sacrilege!! This is our… Continue reading
If you haven’t read it yet, please read my post about why I will never do another NaNoWriMo again: https://rantingalong.blog/2022/12/02/why-i-will-never-do-another-nanowrimo-again/ It’s December 11th. In 1941, it was the day that would live in… Continue reading
NaNoWriMo didn’t like one of my replies to a post, so they “silenced” me for a day. . One of the people in their forum was complaining that NaNoWriMo isn’t what it… Continue reading
Have you — in your lifetime — ever thought, “I don’t care who made this mess…clean it up!” ? ? ? ? We have a mess here on Earth. Some people want… Continue reading
Apparently, it’s my 10th anniversary with WordPress, or should we call it Blue Word host press? I’m underwhelmed. I’m being congratulated for paying money each year to a blog hosting site. Some people… Continue reading
Facebook was advertising that Bluehost has merged with WordPress. It’s like saying that Thor (the epitome of strength and character) married Katherine Knight (who stabbed her husband many times with a butcher knife… Continue reading
Life is beginning to look like this: I’m told, by people who have had near-death experiences, that we have chosen the life we’re living. We’ve “married” this piece of flesh until “death… Continue reading