It is a sad day at Supergenius HQ. It’s a day I’ve known was coming for a few weeks now, but chose denial over reality. However, last night when I went to Sister #2’s for…
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Strange Women Like to Talk to Me When I Go to Target
I had just signed whatever federal warning crap thing they make you sign to get the good, meth-grade allergy pills. The pharmacy lady at the unSuperT was super perky and I was itchy-nosed, red-eyed, muzzy-headed…
Faux Hippie Hipsters & The Cranky Middle-Aged Lady Who Doesn’t Like Them
I’m pondering changing the name of this website to “Cranky Lady Leaves the House and is Cranky.” Now Part II of yesterday’s rant. So after Low’s horrific 27-minute long assault on my ears, Bob Mould…
Party Like it’s 1993
Each year for my birthday I usually get myself a ridiculous present. It’s usually something that I don’t need but really, really want. Over the years I’ve gotten myself a tattoo, an iPhone, and a…
Step into My Time Machine, Baby
FFJ & I sat on the bench outside the dog grooming place next to the Thai food place that I love. The sun was bright and neither of us were ready to get back to…
