My teeth are so clean I can eat off them…

Two things: 1) Not sure why she has an apostrophe in “end’s,” so I removed it, and 2) don’t read this if you’re easily offended by religious sarcasm, parody, and satire. The totally irreverent Betty Bowers on Jerry Falwell’s death: All’s Well that Ends Falwell. This is so priceless (pun intended) to me: Dear Prudence, … Read more

Human relationships, on the mend, doing what I do, important cards, and laughs…

From a GLBT discussion forum I subscribe to: reflections on some postings about recognizing our relationships … “…and this is April’s friend, Dorothy.” April’s other grandmother died… “other grandmother” meaning not the paternal grandmother who lives with us, but her mother’s mother. So Sunday and Monday we attended the wake and funeral. Gram had 4 … Read more

I can’t believe I’m here, sick and tired of being sick, Jeane’s taxes, Will & Grace, and dancing…

Thanks to Robert for bringing this one to my attention. Beautiful. And the obituary, too. Dewayne C. Eckhoff Dewayne C. Eckhoff, 67, of Kansas City, KS, died on Friday, March 23, 2007, at KU Medical Center. An Agnostic Infidel gone to a place he didn’t believe exists. Dewayne was born on November 21, 1939, in … Read more

Denial and bargaining, lack of taste, a wavering body temperature,

From indexed blog: I love the expression she’s assigned to the BE line segment. I went into the office today. I attended two conference calls today—one on editing indexes and the other on the “new and improved” IBM 2007 Compensation Plan. With regards to the second meeting, once again, IBM puts a different slant on … Read more

A dingaling ring, religious fiction, taxes, some S-L work, and “entertainment”…

I love these two postcards from this week’s PostSecret postings: We were up at 10:00 this morning and followed our standard morning routine: coffee, a little breakfast, listening to music, and catching up on the news on laptops. I installed TurboTax, and Robert did his taxes before heading back to Durham. After he left, I … Read more

Timed thoughts, a document not where it should be, and a really enjoyable dinner…

Time Thoughts 5:30 AM Here I sit trying to turn a metaphor literal: “But the sun doesn’t rise today until 7:24.” 8:25 AM I’ve been lost in my project: “Is that rain I hear?” Opening the blinds behind me: “The sun has missed its deadline. Clouds.” “Intellectually, of course, I know that it did rise, … Read more

A riveting Hudson, some work, some exercise, and some connection frustration…

If your throat tickles, scratch your ear. When you were 9, playing your armpit was a cool trick. Now, as an adult, you can still appreciate a good body-based feat, but you’re more discriminating. Take that tickle in your throat; it’s not worth gagging over. Here’s a better way to scratch your itch: “When the … Read more