You know what happens when you assume, right? (Hint: ass-u-me.)
This is a post about how I made an ass of myself. And nobody knew about it but me. So no one would ever have had to know. Except that I’m putting it on the internet….
This is a post about how I made an ass of myself. And nobody knew about it but me. So no one would ever have had to know. Except that I’m putting it on the internet….
The Depression Part I’ve felt depressed lately. Sad. Lethargic. Numb. Angry. Frustrated. Disinterested. Dark view of life. No hope. Blech. I’ve blogged about depression before. And I’ve blogged about one of the main triggers of depression for me: not exercising my creativity. When I realized that I was depressed, I said to several people who …
Sometimes my husband thinks I’m completely insane. I just know it. In his defense, the thought is probably justified.
I made up a song for my daughter about giraffes. And for some reason, I thought it would be a good idea to video myself singing it. So here ya go.
Do you remember the anime movie Galaxy Express 999? Today I’m pondering the magic of childhood and trying to hold on to it. What’s a favorite childhood memory you don’t want to ruin by revisiting it?
Behold! Advice on getting to the end of your novel’s first draft. It involves avoiding fell beasts. Come and see!
Open the eyes of your heart. We’re living in the future, and it is cramazing.
Here are instructions on how to break into a truck trailer with a blowtorch.
I possess more than just vorpal unicorn morphing powers. Just wait ’til you see what I can do with my socks.
WELCOME…to the world of Schadenfreude unicorns and acid.