After work I stopped in at the ‘Gay - that’s my special name for the cheerful, cherry red shopping mecca known as Super Target. At the checkout stand, as usual, the poor little price check girl was completely flustered as she failed to correctly ID my bokchoy, turnips and watercress.
Today I watched, unabashed in my [...]

I confess. I have a new man in my life. His name is Gerard, and he likes wearing makeup and talking about gun play. Gerard Way is the lead singer of goth-punk band, My Chemical Romance, and in my mind, is a rock star of the most drool-worthy variety. Sickly [...]

Although I typically “stick to the script” and write about those things I know best, (I.e. my cats, my armpits and my office), there are, on occasion, world events that, by their sheer enormity, warrant their own post. And I?m not talking about run of the mill stuff. The fall of communism - [...]

So, we’re moved in and mostly unpacked, thank the good and gracias Lord. My body is suffering, as I have been living off the likes of pizza, donuts, milkshakes, tacos and french fries for the past few days. I have endured extreme cold (accidentally set new thermostat to “sub-arctic freeze”) and then extreme [...]

Urgh, am frantic. Tomorrow is moving day, and thank goodness for it. Pretentious Condo Digs is just getting ridiculous.
Yesterday, sick of sitting amongst my half-packed hovel, I woke up early, put on my nikes, did some extensive stretching and headed to the gym for a nice relaxing run.
I got there, dodging [...]

Well it’s just the biggest thing since sliced bread, and I can’t believe I haven’t mentioned it before, but welp, big news for Rockstar Brother. His most excellent band, Nothingless, is heading out on Warped Tour this summer!!!
Yes, you read that right. My very own Rockstar Brother is going on the Warped Tour. [...]

One very nice perk of working where I do, is that on Fridays, if you’d like, you get a free 15-minute massage. The Masseuse is a shortish, protein-bar chomping, magic-working saint. I’ve been taking advantage of the Masseuse’s services since January, and may I say my back is like buttah - it’s all [...]

Yesterday I wrote all about Sphynxy’s vet trip and forgot to mention what we did about his itchiness. He got a nice cortisol shot and a shiny, new germ-retardant food bowl.
And speaking of retardant - you know what’s really retardant in all this? During Dr. Fruitcake’s speech about animal nutrition, I’m thinking “This [...]

In addition to being stinky, darling Sphynx is also extremely itchy. Day-and-night night-and-day he’s got his little sharpy claws out, scratching his ears, neck and chin. It’s constant - perpetual even. I don’t know that Sphynx could go 60 seconds without scratching. That’s bad, ’cause even God rested on the Sabbath.
This extreme, [...]

So, it seems I have a super power I didn’t know about. In addition to my stellar ability to prepare excellent, organic parsnip purees, sweat on only one half of my body, and shoot domestic cats with banana-guns from fifty feet, I can also, apparently, turn boys gay. (Please see Gay or Nay for [...]