Coming soon to a road near you

July 20, 2011

Tweet Every so often I allow myself one feeding frenzy at the all-you-can-eat lunacy trough, just so I can get in touch with my own inner batshit crazy and make sure it’s still up to challenge. The last thing I want is my batshit crazy to languish and atrophy because […]

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I’ve got so many flecks of Dusty Moss in my hair, I look like a premenopausal chia pet. And I feel just like an emotionally unstable Van Gogh, except I typed this with two ears.

July 1, 2011

Tweet I’m sorry I haven’t been around lately. I’ve been busy having an emotional breakdown or two. Or thirty. God, those things are exhausting. But I take a breather every so often to paint! Painting is so much more constructive than losing my shit, even if it is sweatier. No […]

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Thank you. And? My mother-in-law opened her mouth and a potty came flying out. Who knew?

June 14, 2011

Tweet You know how it is when you struggle with how to write something and then you type it, delete it, type it again and then delete it again? And you do this again and again and again until the eyeballs in your fingers glaze over? Been there, done that, […]

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Broken

June 7, 2011

Tweet Sometimes, something happens that is so sudden, so jarring, so gut-wrenchingly cruel and soul shattering, that I cannot find the funny because it’s all I can do to simply breathe. Please forgive me if I cannot find the words right now. It might be awhile before I do. If […]

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Weekend regurgitation: Musings on Lady GaGa in the outfield

June 5, 2011

Tweet I’ve mentioned before that Mother Nature has been busy peeing all over our area for about two months now. Yesterday was no different and found us sitting for an hour and a half in the cold, pouring rain, watching Helena’s softball game. Any other year, the game would have […]

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