Archive for the 'The Classics' Category


Tuesday, January 3rd, 2006

In thinking about what I’d write today, I thought I might blog about how Stinky Sphynxy woke me up this morning – I.e. with his little, scaly tongue lodged in my armpit, licking like I was made out of organic kitty kibble – but that, dear hannihaus readers, would be admittedly lame.
And I made a […]

Because it’s Whistle Blowin’ Sunday

Sunday, October 23rd, 2005

A few days ago, too tired to cook four ourselves, Angelface and I made the unfortunate decision to go foraging for fast food.
And I know what you’re thinking. You’re panicked, because the Nutrition Nazi ate food that was not organically grown and omega3-enriched. Well, if it makes you feel any better, we chose a “healthier” […]

Keep It In Your Pants

Thursday, August 25th, 2005

I have many fears. Amongst them I count birds (greedy, beady eyes), small spaces (too teeny, too scary), stepping on frogs (ewww), and those miracle-of-birth reality TV shows (I like to keep my gratuitous cursing/blood and guts viewing restricted to Tarantino flicks, thanks).
One thing I’m also really afraid of is wearing a skirt in crowded […]

Instant Message

Friday, July 8th, 2005

Erm, in addition to my Water Transfer Procedure, I guess I should write the How-To-Embarrass-Yourself-At-Work-With-The-Flagrant-Misuse-of-IM protocol. Apparently, I am an expert at this sort of thing. Obeserve:

Accidental En Flambé

Monday, July 4th, 2005

Happy Independence Day America. For your triumph over the tyranny and bullcrap imposed by the British and their snooty, “proper English” accents, I salute you. I’ve been so excited about Fourth of July festivities that I ended up celebrating a little early. Last night there was a nice, big bbq - in […]