Hi Darling Ones, A lot of my friends laugh when I tell them the exact last time I got shit-faced drunk. It was the night in August 2008 when Barack Obama accepted the democratic party’s…
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Boobs! Boobs! Boobs! Orgasm. Snore. (This Headline is False Advertising)
Hi Darling Ones, Not only did I sleep like total garbage last night, I had one of those dreams that you can’t shake off and infects your entire day. Every time my brain is still…
My Own Private New Year
Well, Darling Ones, It has come to my attention that I should treat Memorial Day weekend (MDW) like it’s New Year’s Eve. Every year during this weekend I decide that now is when I am…
The COVID Diaries: The Color Drained From Her Face
Hey Darling Ones, In an odd bit of serendipity, the audio version of Dolly Parton, Songteller: My Life in Lyrics I had on hold at the library came in a few hours before the physical…
The COVID Diaries: Turn Your Rage Into Art
Hey Darling Ones, Do you remember way back in 2017 when all we had to rage about was this country’s slow descent into fascism? Back when we thought it was gonna be bad after the…
The COVID Diaries: Why am I Like This?
Hi Darling Ones, I am not doing very well today. Sleep is continuing to be an elusive bitch, I haven’t spent time in the presence of another human being in fifteen days, I have a…
The COVID Diaries: Epiphanies Taste Good
Hey Darling Ones, We can all agree that monkeying with the time is kind of a giant nightmare and we should stop doing it, right? And I never know whether Daylight Saving’s Time has ended…
The COVID Diaries: I Dream of Libraries
Am I going to blog about a dream I had like I’m 15 and it’s 1987 and I’m writing with purple marker in a notebook with pink paper? YOU BET YOUR SWEET ASS I AM!…
Daisy Jones & The Six: A Book Review in Three Parts
Part I The Tea Ladies are a trio of women I meet up with every few months at the Tea Source in EP to talk about books and TV shows and politics. I don’t like…
Three Scenes From My Life with a Tom Petty Soundtrack
Scene 1: 1996 A bright, sunny day in August, most of my family is huddled under the trees in a small, family cemetery on McColl Road in Savage. They’ve close the road because there are…