As much of a handle as I’ve gotten on many of my neurotic behaviors—and there were once many more than there are now—there is a certain flavor of computer problem of which I can’t turn loose to save my damned life. That sumbitch shall be solved before I stop. Generally I’m doing something at or … Read more
Boosted from Mrs. Chili, who boosted from Cajunvegan. My favorite age: This one is pretty damned good. My best friend(s): Lea, Charles, and my dad. My celebrity crush: Tori Amos could turn me into a quivering bowl of Jell-O with one look. Mary McDonnell could Mrs. Robinson the hell out of me. I might go … Read more
I mean, really. What if that thing flies loose talking to Angela Merkel or something? Obama will be fine. He gives a good speech, and he’s for change I can believe in. Plus, he’s so totally not a socialist.