Weathering The Storm

Like most civic-minded people, I haven’t left my house in weeks. Occasional forays to the supermarket, to pick up bottles of water and to fetch locally-owned restaurant carry-out, are handled by my wonderful, and much younger husband, Donny. His immune system is in much better shape than mine. As a result, he’s become my Knight…… Continue reading Weathering The Storm

meanwhile, in the Id

Oh, ye gods, Rebecca, I’m feeling emotional. Verklempt, even. I’m feeling the urge to wave my hands around in front of my face, like a Desperate Housewife trying not to smudge her make-up. It’s a pearl-clutching affair. Almost hysterically diverting. I should let you know, right now, that I don’t care if you approve or…… Continue reading meanwhile, in the Id

ABC’s of B.O.R.E.D.O.M.

  I stumbled across this in my archives and it amused me, so I thought I’d share it again. You’re welcome… A – Age: A gentleman never asks and a lady never tells. Ruuude. B – Bed size: about the same as standing up size, I figure, though there’s probably a little unsightly spread. C…… Continue reading ABC’s of B.O.R.E.D.O.M.

Out Of Darkness: A Return To Hyper-Reality

My imagination has always been more powerful than reality. It informs everything I do, every interaction, every conclusion. Through my eyes, everything is much brighter, much more colorful, much more magical than it is through the eyes of the average person. I know this, because I’ve tried it the “normal” way. I’ve tried to fit…… Continue reading Out Of Darkness: A Return To Hyper-Reality