Seeking Out New Life And New Dairy Substitutes

Boldly Going Where… lots of people have gone before. I miss milk. I miss it bad. It’s true that I cheat (though I really should know better by now) (I’ll learn when I’m DEAD!) and from time to time I’ll eat some cheese on my sammich or I’ll have some yogurt, for the most part, [...]

I Don’t Care What You Think Of Me After This

You tell me that Mel Gibson wasn’t a total babe and I’ll tell you that you’re a liar. I wish the whole second half of Thunderdome were it’s own good movie… not like Battle For Endor because I’m really wondering if that was as good as I remember it or if it was just the [...]

Facebook For Thought

When I was a little girl and I went to college in Idaho, I met a guy who WAS Northern Idaho. It was the equivalent of meeting a guy in Portland who has a mustache and rides a bike and has housemates instead of roommates… He Just Was. Snowbank and I came up for a [...]

Operation: Hammer Drop Pt. 2

Just now, while I was working out the post about really getting into riding my bike and how the outsides of my thighs hurt oh so good, all I could think was “I’m just waiting for something bad to happen… waiting for the hammer to drop…” I knew that I had used that phrase for [...]

Has Anyone Seen My AK?

Once upon a time, when I was a little girl, I met a boy who, by all standards of the late 90s, was a scrub. Now, you would think that a scrub wouldn’t be gettin no love from me on account of the fact that he was hanging out the passenger side of his best [...]

I Hear The Train A Comin

Yesterday Lady Love and I had a good mini-talk about Shit We’re Working On. She wants to be more accepting of herself in a way that she doesn’t feel bad about things she shouldn’t (for example, she falls in love almost as easily as I do… while it’s a pain in the ass, we shouldn’t– [...]

Peter Petrelli > Billy Loomis

Originally, for this post, I wanted a picture of Skeet Ulrich. Once I started looking at his greasy hair and snarky face, I realized that I don’t WANT Skeet Ulrich’s greasy snarky picture here. I don’t like him. I don’t like him one bit. Then, for some reason, “Peter Petrelli” came up (I didn’t care [...]

So I Guess You’re Wondering…

It was requested that we wait on this until Ryan knew the scoop. Pretty reasonable… I guess… but once he had written his poem, sang his song, and peed in front of me, Pam, and Tony, we got Druggy McAnesthesiason’s permission to update away. There’s good news and bad news… The Good News is that the [...]

Connections To Molalla and The Northern Lights

Somehow this all made sense… Why I was just talking to RM2 about Molalla and then I started thinking about the time when I was little that we could see the Northern Lights at our house in Camas… It was another one of those Dad Moments when he showed me because it was important and [...]

Totally Not Because of Mother’s Day on Sunday

A few months ago my dad was over here and his wrists were hurting so I let him borrow my wrist braces and then I forgot to get them back before he went home. Cool story Hansel. I’M NOT DONE. So then, when I went over to Boise to surprise them for my mom’s birthday, [...]