haiku

racher is sleepy.
creative juice runneth dry.
better monday, swear.

Raking leaves is fun

It’s like that Primal Fear movie. Sort of.

Sometimes I forget that the Bug is only two and a half. Like when I say to him in the car “Gosh it sure is nice outside today!” and he replies, “I like it when it’s nice outside. I especially like it because when it is not nice outside, I wish it [...]

On cleaning the bathroom shower

Our bathroom shower has gotten pretty disgusting. Okay, more than disgusting – last night, a particularly nasty piece of mold stood up while I was bathing the Bug and said “You missed a spot. And your hair looks like trash.” Man I hate mold.
But cleaning the bathroom shower falls under the category [...]

Conversation while jiggling a fussy baby on my hip

“I know why all these kids flock to you – they recognize your youth.”
“Ha, they recognize I’m a sucker is more like it.”
“No, I think it’s your youth – I mean, you’re only like 23, right?”
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I’m just going to bask in that one for a while.

Silly porny

Tonight before dinner, the Bug was occupying himself while I cooked by trying to copy the Sunday comics with his orange Silly Putty. Alas, color print doesn’t come off on Silly Putty the way good old fashioned black and white does, so I helped him out by flipping to the next page of the [...]

The best medicine

Last week, I started a sketch comedy class that meets once a week in a black box theatre space near my house. I was a little nervous about joining up, seeing as I have just about zilch experience with acting (I mean outside of just a couple college things) and even less comedy experience. [...]

Tu mama es loca

Reason #3746 Why I love the Bug:
He runs up to me while I’m washing dishes/surfing the net/folding laundry/whatever and looks at me with his deep, soulful brown eyes and with a straight face, says:
“Langosta.”
This, of course, is the Spanish word for lobster.

Artsy fartsy

Thursday night I saw an adaptation of As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner at the PushPush Theater in Decatur. It was amazing, creative, moving….. and performed entirely by marionette puppets. I know! Faulkner done with puppets! Why has no one thought of that yet? A fantastic addition to the show was the [...]

What, already?

So that’s the thing about blogging, then, that I’m learning. My intent is to post daily (we’ll see how long that lasts), and the thing is, it’s ALREADY time for post #2. God, time just won’t let up.
There are probably 2 people reading this blog now. In fact, I know there are, [...]