Me! Got that? Me, the whirly girl, Queen of All I Survey. Today marks the third anniversary of my Very Great and Momentous Bicycle Crash. On this date in 2016, I, valiantly and without thought for my personal safety, sped straight into a concrete wall and suffered many grave and critical injuries in the process: … Continue reading : happy anniversary to me :
Tag: celebration
: independence? we got your independence :
There, how's that? We aren’t a bunch of lemmings. Most of us have spines and functioning brain stems. We’re rational and we’re lucid, we think for ourselves. Sideshow Don doesn’t speak for us; the GOP doesn’t speak for us; the Russians don’t speak for us. Best of all, we’re perfectly capable of competing on a … Continue reading : independence? we got your independence :
: do not go gentle :
Yep, I ripped off the poetry of Dylan Thomas to rage against the dying of the light. In other words, to rage against autumn. It stinks. Labor Day, as we all know, is the death knell for summer. Can someone please explain why that’s an occasion to celebrate? What is wrong with people? We shouldn’t … Continue reading : do not go gentle :
: the day I became a firework :
It was, appropriately enough, exactly one year ago: Independence Day, 2016. I set off a dazzling display the likes of which I’d never before seen -- stars and colors and kabooms -- simply by crashing my bike into a tunnel wall. The sudden impact of head meeting concrete triggered a private Big Bang event you … Continue reading : the day I became a firework :
: happy father’s day, mom :
Technically, I have a father. Sperm donor is more suitable, but that term raises questions and requires some explaining, so father it is. My parents, you see, divorced when I was 13 and I barely noticed. My dad hadn't figured very prominently in my day-to-day, because he had other priorities. Important things like golf, work, … Continue reading : happy father’s day, mom :
: a little nudge on memorial day :
Welcome to the unofficial start of summer,¹ don’t waste it sitting at your computer like I’m doing. Go to the pool or the beach, the park, a garden, the porch, any place that isn’t enclosed. Just sit in the sunshine and breathe the fresh air if nothing else. These are the days we pine for … Continue reading : a little nudge on memorial day :
: all hail the rice krispies treat :
Sure, the occasion may lack the splendor of Christmas and the social prestige of Halloween, but it’s a heckuva lot snappier than Talk Like A Pirate Day (which is tomorrow, me hearties). That one’s just dopey. Today, is Rice Krispies Treat Day. Why hasn’t it caught on? Where are the Rice Krispies Treat Day cards … Continue reading : all hail the rice krispies treat :
: thankful? me? ha, good one :
This hasn’t been my best year, ladies and gentlemen. No, this one officially qualifies as an ordeal. A tribulation (in theological terms). Oh, Hell, it’s an effing nightmare. I’ve been battered and trounced and kicked while I’m down. I’ve taken a pasting. Yet here we are, on the brink of Thanksgiving, a day of celebration … Continue reading : thankful? me? ha, good one :
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