Category: Life

I’ve been walking around a lot lately, and a lot of that walking around has me looking dreamy and thoughtful and that is because I’m listening to a series of 48 lectures on the history of western civilization (up to 1600) on my iPod. Lots of stuff has struck me, but today I nearly fell [...]

I realize I rarely, if ever, actually mention here what it is I do that occupies my time. You know: hobbies, parties, events, major catastrophes. Perhaps I will remedy that, but as warning: it could be boring. One thing my Sweet Mr. Pencil and I do a lot is cook. I learned a couple of [...]

I wouldn’t. From local craigslist post: I AM LOOKING FOR A PYGMY GOAT TO BE A COMPANION FOR THE ONE I ALREADY HAVE HE IS LONELY. NOT LOOKING FOR A REGISTERED ONE WITH PAPERS JUST A REGULAR PYGMY GOAT WILL PAY A ADOPTION FEE. PLEASE EMAIL ME IF YOU OR ANYONE YOU KNOW HAS ONE. [...]

That photo I just posted was not flattering at all, I realize. When did I turn into a hag? Might as well post something more like this.

It’s getting colder here in Portland. It’s going to get down into the teens in the next few days. That’s cold for us wimps here. Especially cold for me, because I’m cold when it’s 70 degrees, and I have been wearing a hat for about two months straight now. Here’s some love from Photobooth at [...]

I hate it when I’m almost too mad to write clearly. Basically, as far as I am concerned, Standard Insurance has stolen more than $6300 from me and refuses to give it back or give me appropriate customer service. In late October, I initiated a rollover from my 401k at Fidelity, the provider of 401ks [...]

5. I got pretty close to dying of hypothermia when I was 16 years old. I had a penchant then, then as now, for the high desert of Oregon, but also less sense, less fear and more headlong idiocy. It was winter, February, I think, and I had been spurned by a boy, the back [...]

4. I was an ugly child. Really, really ugly. From the time I was 8 until I was 14 or so. The worst ages to be ugly. So I have grown up with the understanding that I am not fun to look at. Bad skin, braces, horrible glasses, unbelievable hair (permed bangs, anyone?), teeth that [...]

3. Right after I turned 15, I stopped attending high school. It was never my considered plan to stop going to school in general–hell, I loved school, I’d been a straight-A, problem-free student until the year before. I couldn’t stand my high school. So I stopped going. One day just became two and six and [...]

Note to daft drivers on Hwy 99E at rush hour, in the traffic, fog, damp and dark: hang the fuck up. Then you won’t almost hit me so often. I realize I’m a lowly pedestrian, but I’d like to live and not have my last image be of your distracted ass with your cell phone [...]