Note: This is another Crusty Pie post where the original is a bit lackluster. So, let’s mess around with it, shall we? Original Take. Woman on the Right: “I really think highly of myself and therefore must wear this impromptu crown that I fashioned out of my […]
Flashback… On the patio, Hemington, England, 9am, 22 May 2015 There’s a young lamb in the neighbor’s yard, bleating and prancing about, welcoming the day. Her name is Charlotte, a tribute to the recent addition to the royal lineage, courtesy of Prince William and Duchess Catherine. Apparently this […]
Note: This is another Crusty Pie post where the original is a bit lackluster. So, let’s mess around with it, shall we? Original Take. Woman on the Right: “I really think highly of myself and therefore must wear this impromptu crown that I fashioned out of my […]
Note: Two things. We’re approaching the dead of winter here, so a nice “summer” post was calling my name. And since my last post concerning a certain niece proved rather successful, I thought I should dip into that well again. Enjoy. So as the last few minutes […]
1. Thelma and Bleu Cheese An unhappily-married woman gets fed up with, well, everything, so she hops in a car and decides to just drive places and see what happens. All of her girlfriends have mani-pedi appointments that they don’t dare break, so Thelma is forced to take […]
The doorbell rings. Terry opens the door to find Little Tiffy standing there. “Can Brian come out to play?” “No.” “Why not?” “Because he’s busy.” “Doing what?” “I don’t know. Some kind of writing project thing.” “What’s that?” “A writing project. Where he writes. What grade are you […]
A shocking example of climate change, through the eyes of a feline… Hi, People with two legs! It’s me, Scotch the cat. I’m on Daddy’s toplap again, the thing I’m not supposed to be on, like the kitchen table and stuff that can break, but I don’t think […]
Once upon a time, in a land where the summer sun can kill your soul, on the patio of a restaurant bar where the libations eased the slow heat-death, a discussion took place betwixt a certain writer and a certain beloved person in the writer’s life. The conversation […]
Several years ago, as I was naively living what I thought was a rather satisfactory life, a dear friend pulled me to the side, handed me a margarita, waited for me to finish it (which took 3 seconds, because I have skills), and then said: “Everything you are […]
1. “How to Remove Your Head from Your Ass Using Common Household Items” 2. “The Margarita-Based Diet” 3. “He’s So Completely Not into You That He’s Moving to Another Planet” 4. “Chicken Soup for the Soulless” 5. “The Five Best Ways to Keep People from Slapping You” 6. […]
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