Outting Folks

Folks are talking about folks who out anonymous bloggers. 
I have some experience with being outted. I’ve been outted against my will a few years ago, when someone figured out who I was and posted my name and address and work information in the comments here and all over the place.  I outted myself in a news [...]

Is Tiny Cat Pants Magic?

You recall the other day I was remarking about 15th century Spaniards and their love of boobs, frilly collars, and painting of food products made to look like people?  Well, that’s because I was looking for a picture of a 15th century Spaniard, which we might photoshop into having a nose ring.  Cervantes, specifically, not [...]

Links and Linking

So, as NM noted, wordpress has started sticking links at the bottom of posts.  They say that it’s about helping to drive traffic to blogs.  But between this and that feature that pops up the tiny previews of the webpage you’re about to go to, it’s enough to make me encourage folks to just retire [...]

Back in My Day…

We didn’t use Facebook, of all things, as a venue for reporting news.
It’s just tawdry.  Get a blog like the grownups.
Ha, I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be a curmudgeon.  That felt kind of good.  All I need now is to get me a cane and a porch from which to shake [...]

Ponder This, Slarti

Slarti, I’ll admit, I think what you’re up to is weirdly weird, but more than that, I invite you to think on the wisdom of Shannon in this here post, especially the last sentence, which is both beautiful and, I believe, bone-deep true.

A Reminder About Missing Comments

Folks, in general, I don’t moderate my comments.  If your comment doesn’t show up, wordpress has decided all on its own that your comment is spam.  I try to check the spam filter when I think of it, but that’s not every day or even every other day.  Your best bet is to email me [...]

A Post that Ends Up Not Being in Praise of Stubble

I wanted to write a post about stubble, about how I like to rub my fingers across a stubbly cheek and how I sometimes let the legs go a little longer between shavings than I should because I like the prickle and I was going to write an ode to how much I like the [...]

Easing Suffering

I like to tease Mack about befriending me only for this blog. He is, I think y’all know, something of a rabble-rouser who’s been involved with TIRRC and TAP and this and that. He’s the kind of guy that gets invited to Bob Tuke’s house and gets called by the sheriff and the [...]

I’m Not Even Going to Say Your Name

Dear Asshole,
All weekend I’ve been caught short by the thought of Verlee Jones.  I’m just sitting there, doing whatever it is I’m doing and I think about her hearing her brother say to her, “It’s her. She looked like she was scared and frightened.”
It’s hard for me to even write this post–thinking about Verlee Jones [...]

I Got Nothing

I’ve got nothing to say, really.  I’m just sitting here drinking my Diet Dr Pepper, watching the cat snuggle with a shoe, thinking about the Professor’s promise of a story about Albert Schweitzer.
I don’t normally get why people hang out by themselves at coffee shops, but today I kind of wish that was my plan.
I’ve [...]

I Made the List! I Made the List!

Oh, y’all, I forgot to tell you.  You know how I’ve been pissing and moaning and flouncing all over the internet complaining because Progressive Nashville never includes me in the list of progressive Tennessee blogs?  Well, I met Jim who blogs over there who graciously informs me that it’s not Progressive Nashville who puts out [...]

You Know Who Needs Tiny Cat Pants?

The good doctor!

Perhaps Pluto is the Bratty Kid of the Universe?

The Stewman asks an important question:
How can the Hubble Space Telescope continually show us brilliant, detailed,and spectacular photos of some galaxies as far away as 450 million light years away, but can’t seem to come up with a decent picture of Pluto?!
My theory is, after years of attending family reunions and observing people getting their [...]

Happy Thanksgiving!

I have a lot to be thankful for this year and I am deeply grateful for the opportunities I’ve had and the good doctors I’ve seen and the good things that have happened to me.
I’m aware that I wouldn’t even have a chance at a good life if not for a lot of complex and [...]

Why Can’t I Have Witty Haters?

You know, I’m sure there must be funny people who hate me.  Why, when folks get together to talk shit about me behind my back, can’t there be one person who is actually funny taking shots at me?

An Open Letter to SuperMousey

Dear SuperMousey,
I read this story last night about a girl not much older than you who got royally screwed with by grown-ups on the internet and all night I’ve been thinking about you.  I thought about emailing you about it, but I don’t have kids and sometimes it’s hard for me to judge what’s appropriate for [...]

After Dr Pepper and the OED, I’m Totally Marrying GoldnI

Check her bringing the funny in this discussion:
But how would you even know if there were 12 million Canadians here illegally? They look just like Caucasian Americans. Would the Minutemen have to look for telltale signs, like saying “aboot” instead of “about” or showing an abnormal interest in hockey and curling?
See?!

I’m Not Vulgar, I’m Feral!

You know, a girl might feel bad about discovering that conservative Southern men are running around tut-tutting her unbecoming behavior, but thanks to reading Feral Mom’s post today, I am reminded that I am just embracing my Midwestern Heritage and anybody who would criticise my cultural expression just clearly isn’t keyed in to the ways [...]

The Bitchass Tyrant Addresses Her Critics

It’s good to think critically about your projects and the way you enact them.  I know that.  But, damn, it’s hard to hear criticism, especially when you’re just wandering along the internet catching up on threads you’ve left neglected only to find that you’ve been the topic of conversation.
Well, okay.  Let’s take a look at [...]

Seriously “Find a Baby”?!

Bekah’s baby is my favorite online baby.  Look at that smile.  Tell me a big ole fat smiling baby doesn’t make you smile, too?

The Blogroll

Seriously, my blog roll will drive me to drink.  I have done a complete purge I think.  If you want back on, say so, otherwise, I’m just adding folks as it strikes me, when it strikes me, if it ever strikes me again.

Blogging Maxim #3

Of course, there are no rules to blogging, but there are some “truths.”  I have uncovered three.
1.  If you post something without comment, people will assume you approve.
2.  If you post something or make a comment filled with information people did not know, they often won’t comment.
3.  If you are being teased, reacting like a [...]

Just a Suggestion

When you catch someone staring, smile wickedly, lean over and stage-whisper, “You know the best part?  If I press this button here, it can double as a sex toy.” and then laugh heartily and roll away.
Ha.  That tickles me.
My uncle B. used to have a motorized scooter and we used to climb on the back [...]

Back in My Day, We Had To Walk Up Hill Both Ways to Use the Internet

Back when I was in undergrad, a million years ago, I took a class from my favorite professor probably called something like “Women & writing” where we read a lot of feminist theory and then wrote stories in Storyspace, which was this (oh, look, still is) medium for kind of doing what we do here [...]

In Which I Make a Confession that Makes Me Look Petty

I hated Bar Camp.
And not because it was uninteresting.  Folks, the people they had talking were cool and enthusiastic about what they were doing and excited and thoughtful and all, but it was so fucking hot that I just sat there getting hotter and more uncomfortable and pissier and angrier and hotter until finally I [...]