Via @MrSteveProctor on Twitter: “Penn Square (Mall in Oklahoma City) used to be an open shopping center. Santa arrived each year via helicopter, climbing down a rope ladder. (In) 1963, Santa’s pants fell off while he was still in midair. It was the best thing ever.” Pantsless Claus.
Tally-ho, cutiepies! I was piffling around on Twitter and found a dream I’d shared there last year. Since it’s been forlikeEVER since I’ve blogged a dream, I thought it high time to rectify that oversight. *ahem* Here goes…. October 25, 2018Thanks to last night’s insomnia, I had to take a mid-morning nap or die. So …
That is a horrible title, but I don’t care. So, in cobbling together my previous post (and in trying to navigate the new UI of WordPress that has interloped since last I blogged [by Grabthar’s Hammer, I HATE new user-interfaces]), I realized that I’ve never really done a comprehensive post about the Light-Walkers universe. Doing …
Well, we’re multiple days into 2019, and I’ve not yet updated the two of you (who still read this blog) on my reading list for the previous year. So here ya go. To recap: last year’s goal was to read one nonfiction book concurrently with every fiction book. That sort of worked out. I met …
Last night, I wrote about my hope, my not-hope, and my forever-hope, all threaded through with the discouraging guanoshow that was 2016 A.D. Today, I turn my mind and heart to lovelier things. When it came to reading and writing, 2016 was one of my best years ever. đŸ™‚ On Reading in 2016 In 2016, …
What a deceptive title. One, because this post has nothing to do with Star Wars, at least not directly. Two, because the hope I’m thinking of isn’t new in the conventional sense. It’s more of a renewable hope. Or a continually-renewed hope. I sit here in the final minutes of 2016 (it’s literally 5 minutes …
Every time I clean, I lose things. Organized chaos tells me exactly where things are. I try not to get too philosophical about this. Living my faith is harder for me than giving faith up. I am more aware now of the reality of my privilegedness than I ever have been in my life. Chocolate-flavored …
Hile, lovelies, I’d been thinking I hadn’t blogged since January, and then I check and find that I last blogged in February. On Valentine’s Day, to be prezact. And it was my poetical ode to villains, which is extra appropriate to look back upon today. ‘Cause this post is gonna be POETRY Y’ALL. BANGERANG. So, …
2015’s Reads, 2015’s Faves, and Projected Reads for 2016 Books I Read in 2015 I’ve starred the ones I enjoyed most, and following the list you’ll find brief notes on each of those faves. My goal for 2015 was to read at least 50 books. Missing that mark by 3 isn’t too bad. And I …
When it comes to art, even personalities that aren’t perfectionist suddenly descend into weird, nit-picky hangups. “It doesn’t look right.” “It doesn’t look real enough.” The one who never alphabetizes her books will develop a dire need for right angles and even planes. The one who can’t keep his pantry in any semblance of order …