Michael Crichton’s new book, Prey, is singularly awful. I feel like sending Crichton a bill for the time I wasted reading this chunk of crap. Don’t bother. Go read something worthwhile, like House of Leaves.
To the woman who laughed as her sick daughter fed boogers to my well daughter last week:
There is a word that I refuse to say out loud. You probably know the one. It’s an ugly word. It’s the word that comes to mind every time I think of you.
I hope that someday [...]
The new dime-sized wound has brought a friend along to play. At this rate I should just be one big oozing sore by summertime.
We were supposed to go to the ranch today but my surgeon’s office isn’t open today so I have to call in tomorrow morning to see if I can get [...]
The package made it. Amazon’s ass is saved. I’m going to lose my shit if I don’t get some sleep soon.
The good news is that the original boob wound is healed. The bad news is that the new one is dime-sized and is apparently affecting a vein or something (veins are supposed [...]
I placed an order on 12/14 with Amazon for some Christmas presents for the kids. Amazon said on their website that the order would be delivered on or before 12/24. They partially shipped it about a week ago, so I received one item. Checking on the “Where’s my stuff” link shows that [...]
We just got back from visiting hub’s parents in Houston. Murphy was a sage. Here’s what happened:
- the center stone came loose in my engagement ring. Again.
- My face broke out into zithood, the likes of which has been unseen since high school.
- My hair conditioner was open in my kit and [...]
I haven’t talked about my boob in a while. The wound’s still there, although barely. It started out being something like 4 cm wide and 2 cm deep. Now there is no depth and it’s about .5 cm square. My wound care lady sang “You’ll be healed for Christmas” to me [...]
So I was at Barnes and Noble tonight buying presents. I passed by the calendar section where there was a Beatles calendar with this picture on it. Some little girl, I’m guessing 5 or 6, points at Paul McCartney and says, “Harry Potter!”
Kids.
I recommend that everyone should go out to eat by themselves at least once. Since hub and the kids are in Houston tonight, I took myself to Jeffrey’s. The food was so good that I could hardly stand it. If it were not so uncouth to gnaw on bones and lick plates, [...]
Honey, I dropped the Sarin!
A yummy Christmas recipe. No, really. I mean it. It’s good.
Wondering where the tuition money goes? Check it out - people write in reports of biased teachings.
Responding to anti-war arguments.
Spicoli, er, ex-Mr. Madonna, er, he-who-punches-out-photographers, er, Sean Penn is now apparently a world traveler and respectable political [...]
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