Author: Arthur
A teensy little confession.
My blog well has been running a little dry lately. I think that might be due to the fact that my online cup overfloweth lately. Plurk, Twitter, e-mails, IMs…all of it conspires to rob me of the chance to let things stew a little. I can immediately share my thoughts on a particular subject with…
Ten minutes? Alright.
So, Deb has this idea that whatever you write in ten minutes is coming from your primal brain (or something like that…look, I can’t go look up what she actually calls it because hello? Ten minute limit to write). Deb does these neat PROMPTuesday things – I’ve never participated in one because well, she has,…
We can both be right, I swear!
Yesterday, I was reading a blog. (Shock. Surprise.) The poster had made some excellent points about the benefits working parents get while childfree folks get zip, zilch, nada. I was nodding along and thinking, “Yup, I’m with you, sister.” Then I got to a line where the poster said something about childfree folks working harder…
If last week’s theme was ADD, Interrupted…
…this week’s theme might well turn into Raiders of the Lost Thoughts. I’ve had a million things I’ve wanted to discuss with y’all, but I just haven’t found the words lately. (I’m still not finding the words really, but I figure it won’t be the first time y’all have suffered through my inept wordsmithing.) Bill…
State Government, Department of Melancholy: Current Cast of Characters
Holiday Sweater Lady – Mid 50s. Married with 4 grown children. Copes with Empty Nest Syndrome by gleefully and obnoxiously organizing all office social events. Sweater for every occasion. Cranky Old Scottish Man – Late 60s. Lifelong bachelor. Often wears ratty cardigan and glasses on tip of nose. Discusses retirement daily. The Stickler – Early 60s.…
I Like Soup.
So the Big Bean and I have this ongoing argument about how awesome Facebook is. I say it’s awesome times one zillion and he says it’s negative awesome. He is totally wrong as usual and even though I say so all the time he doesn’t believe me, which is super lame and also dangerous because…