A book about blogging? No, wait, a self-published book about blogging by a bunch of bloggers, many of whom are relatively unknown even in the blogosphere and none of whom are exactly rocking slots one through ten on the New York Times bestseller list? Hey, they all laughed at Christopher Columbus (and probably, at some [...]
January 2005
About two years ago, when I’d recovered enough from the Crohn’s to get out and about but not enough to do it for more than an hour or so at a time nor in combination with anything physically taxing like breathing, I undertook an experiment of sorts with my friend, Lisa. Lisa, like Debbie, Jan, [...]
Here I sit, parked on my sofa (Rainy days make me a loaf-ah) Boy oh boy, how I could go-fa A DVD, like “Curb” or Bopha! Oh! Hey! I know! I’ll just stay home an’ Watch the murdering Oklahoman Made when I was just a yeoman Was my bad acting a kind of omen…? xxx [...]
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A home of one’s own, Part II.
Several years ago, while I was going though an unusual confluence of broke (career change), unemployed (cataclysmically idiotic SAG commercial strike) and dork (freshly discovered love of computers), I stumbled upon a little time-suckage device called “Epinions.” Much like the blogosphere, Epinions was a virtual community where like-minded souls could: (a) “meet”; (b) exchange ideas; [...]
While searching for links for my last post, I was dismayed to find not a single definition, mention or even blog entry using a word I feel should be in wide circulation in the English language, hackting. Not being one to sit on my ass (and being a monstrously competitive type hellbent-for-leather to put my [...]
In my capacity as ornery cuss, unless I can screen them pre-buzz, I generally sit out wildly popular movies on principle. Often, this proves wise; in the case of a genuinely worthy film like Sideways or The Station Agent, I’m only punishing myself. That there are similarities between the films (strong sense of place, a [...]
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Goodbye, old friend
There were three major dream smackdowns in my fame-obsessed American girlhood: the realization that I did not have the stuff to be a ballerina; the realization that whether I (had) had it or not, I was now too old to be a Playboy centerfold; and the realization that I would never be a guest on [...]
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Illness, wellness and a guy from Cymru
It is hard to undo a lifetime of bad habits. For most of my years on the planet, I favored the power-through method of life management, recklessly using whatever tools I had at my disposal, caffeine, various unregulated pharmaceuticals, my considerable will, to do so. It’s a dangerous combination, that mix of stubbornness and not-enough-ness [...]
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Friday Mat Blogging
Tater, tater in the dark I put you up here on a lark Perhaps to make a tiny spark Inspiring threads like these on FARK. Oh, who’m I kidding? I’m insane! I must have taters on the brain… Some hot spud action, mashed or plain, And I’ll be just as right as rain. xxx c
