Is anyone else skeeved out by the Lume girl? Her weirdly sweaty face with her cocked head leaning into the camera smiling like someone jacked up on Mountain Dew talking about a deodorant for special girl places creeps the shit out of me. I assumed the expensive product I didn’t know we needed was for all those yoga enthusiasts, but it’s not an antiperspirant. And … Continue reading Commercials and Songs Making Me Crazy (and a few good ones, too)
This was a writing prompt I came across while procrastinating on my latest WIP (work in progress). My book/WIP needs a warehouse filled with whiteboards and a medicated staff to untangle the discombobulated thought streams my brain shot out on the active storylines. So I thought this writing prompt might clear away the clutter in my brain. But the prompt says “item”. What’s an item? … Continue reading What item in your house are you most grateful for? (And why I picked Cheese Can.)
Ah, Firefly Lane, I can’t. Or can I? No, I…. caaaaaaan’t. The review below is ALL SPOILER and written for those of you who feel the same as I do and feel the need to rant. Before I get into details, I’ll give my overall view. The fact is, the caaaaaan’t bit was in my mind for most of the show, but dammit all to … Continue reading Vexed by Firefly Lane
I’m sure everyone has neighbors on the spectrum of Wonderful to Oh My God. I do, too. Sadly, my next -door neighbor doesn’t land on the good side. Thankfully, they have no idea who I really am as a person or that I write a blog, so I can rant all I want here! Tee Hee! But for neighbors of mine who do follow me, … Continue reading My Neighbor Makes Me Crazy
I always open my door to the young people in my neighborhood who are selling things for school, sports, or other causes. I’m not only interested in supporting their enterprise and entrepreneurial efforts, but use it as a pay-it-forward effort because my children were once knocking on doors, too. Every year, I can reasonably count on the Girl Scouts stopping by for the annual cookie … Continue reading True Boy Scout or Small, Misleading Youth?
I recently attended a performance of the Fab Four—a Beatles tribute band at the State Theater in Minneapolis and was horrified by the audience’s reaction. They just sat there. And stared lifeless as the cute boys with mop tops came out with their black suits and skinny ties on the mock Ed Sullivan stage and began rocking I Wanna Hold Your Hand. The backdrop played … Continue reading Okaaay, Minnesota. What’s up with you?
And possibly dying? Nooo. Please don’t die. I hover over this plant. It’s the only plant I ever talk to. I think about it way too much. It owns me. We’re in a useless, one-sided relationship and it makes me want to put both of us out of our misery and toss it out. It’s got yellowing leaves and somewhere along the line I recall … Continue reading My Money Tree is a Greedy Tramp
What marketing genius decided it would be a good idea to molest my fortune cookies with personal ads for the company on the other side of the fortune. Whhhhyyyyy. Fortune cookies are a freebie. They are meant to be fun. Enjoyed by the customers. A tiny thank you, we love you, please come again, cookie. I won’t name the big chain Chinese restaurant which forced … Continue reading Leave Our Fortune Cookies Alone!
I love this song, but perhaps I’ve listened to it too much, because…. Problem One: It’s stuck in my head. For days now. Only the first line. And I believe it’s grammatically incorrect. Problem Two: I don’t think I can legally quote the line in my blog without the publishers coming after me. I tried researching this bit, but even if I give full credit … Continue reading Lizzo Blockbuster “Truth Hurts” is Awesome, But There’s a Problem
Something’s been bothering me about the latest outpouring of concern over Mama June’s situation. I know what it is. Misplaced compassion. (Spoiler alert… this blog is a downer.) Sorry folks, I think we need to focus on the real victims—her four children. Like a lot of people, I was riveted by Mama June and her family and watched the saga unfold from the beginning with … Continue reading Let’s Get Perspective on Mama June