Year: 2018
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: the day the daisies didn’t wilt :
It wasn’t a cause for rejoicing. I nearly took to my bed. Okay, that’s an exaggeration, although it was upsetting. Not unexpected, but definitely upsetting. You see, every morning for months the sun has drilled down with such intensity my potted daisies would wilt in the harsh glare. Their cheerful pink heads would droop, their…
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: consider yourselves warned, buckos :
Over the course of my life, I’ve been propositioned, manhandled, flashed, molested, drugged, threatened, and harassed. By hormonal clods, such as the Supreme Court nominee. I chose to ignore these episodes and move on because I didn’t want to deal with the indignity of reporting them or confronting them or giving them the time of…
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: the trouble with vacations :
They end. Mine, in fact, should have ended weeks ago, but I didn’t have the heart to call it quits. The sun still shines; the shorts are still comfy; the world is still green and warm. Why go back inside, to a routine of schedules and effort and frustration? Well, because it will only get…
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: a vacation request :
May I please be excused from my little website August 1 through August 31, 2018? It’s impossible, frankly, to overstate how much I enjoy sunshine and the wearing of the shorts. I want to keep right on enjoying them, too, every minute of every day for as long as I can. Staring at a blinking…
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: pronoid at the wheel :
According to John Cleese, he of Monty Python fame, Sideshow Don is pronoid. Hmm, what is pronoid?, you wonder. Allow me to enlighten you. Pronoid is the opposite of paranoid. A paranoid person thinks, despite evidence to the contrary, everyone’s out to get them; a pronoid believes, despite evidence to the contrary, that he /…
the whirly girl 