Category Archives: stories

facelift

bloog, holiday, owning it, stories, true

As you might have noticed, or not, I changed the theme of the blog. I don’t know why I would do such a silly thing. Actually, I do. It’s because I’m a fusspot, and I’m never exactly happy for long with any one look or layout. Besides, I had the old theme for long enough.

I’m still figuring out this whole blog thing. Like how you truncate posts on your front page so the whole thing doesn’t hog up the entire timeline. Yeah, I’m sure there’s a simple way to figure that out, but I’d like to discover it on my own. Or just get frustrated enough that I’ll ask someone. Continue reading facelift →

long time, no talk

blaaag, co-workers, holiday, micky dolenz, movies, music, owning it, questionable, special guest star!, stories, true

Oh hi. I have been away from this blog for a very long time, due to several reasons, including blogging for the October Horror Challenge and also working on an essay for a project that’s under wraps for right now (although I can’t stop talking about it – bad anna bad!). But it’s almost the end of the year now, so I should maybe do one of those end-of-year wrap ups. Okay. Sure. Continue reading long time, no talk →

i’m sorry i said some things one time whatever

bloog, i lol'd, micky dolenz, movies, music, owning it, questionable, rant, special guest star!, stories, true

Okay. Once upon a time, I made a blarf post full of Completely True* Facts about Micky Dolenz. These facts were all recorded by me and my fellow historian, Rev. Back It On Up of Simian Idiot, as well as a couple of guest historians. But the thing is, these facts weren’t so much “facts” as they were “shit that was fucking funny as hell and probably not very factual, OBVIOUSLY.” People blew their goddamn lids, because apparently MD didn’t invent the internet, nor is he my grandmother. Huh. Learn something new, etc. Continue reading i’m sorry i said some things one time whatever →

and we’re back!

blaaag, bloog, food, questionable, stories, true

Wow. I am a bad blorger. The last time I posted a blerg was…<checks>…50 MILLION YEARS AGO?! Oh dear. I must rectify that.

I was going to make an epic post about the vacation I had this spring/summer/whenever it was it’s been so long ago I actually forgot, but then I realized that keeping it to myself is the best part. Besides, anyone who is going to read about it was either there and thus experienced it alongside me, or wasn’t there but would be so jealous that they would throttle me through their computer screens. I can’t be taking those kinds of chances with my life. Continue reading and we’re back! →

no thanks for the memories, pt. 1

blaaag, homoerotic, music, owning it, questionable, stories, true

Sometimes my stupid brain dredges up shit that I wish would stay gone forever. I hate you, brain! Stupid brain! This time it’s the time the high school flag corps was tagged after football season to join up with some girls from another school to form a dance team.

Does any of this make sense to you, people who know me now? Because I’m bewildered and I was there. Continue reading no thanks for the memories, pt. 1 →

dinnertime storytime

crazy old people, food, questionable, stories

Tonight, dad told a really amazing story about how he and my mom were coming home from the county fair years and years ago, and they saw a horrendous car crash. He instructed my mom to take a flashlight to direct traffic while he went to a nearby house to call for rescue. He recalled seeing the vehicle that caused the accident zoom over some train tracks, past them, and through an intersection, t-boning into an elderly couple in a Cadillac. There was a lot of detail in the story, including where in town mom and dad were living at the time, and who owned the house where dad went to make the phone call to emergency services. Continue reading dinnertime storytime →