I made a brief attempt (as in 3 deleted drafts) to examine 2022 and gave up. The working title of the post was: Apparently I just don't want to talk about it. From my Facebook feed, a post suggesting there... Read more →
In 1997 I was not the only woman in the room but I was definitely outnumbered. However, 1997 was a grand improvement over 1992 and I was starting to feel better about it. Maybe more comfortable? I definitely thought it... Read more →
Things got dicey again on Saturday morning and Pete went to ground. Dicey is subjective. This dude has most likely been extremely uncomfortable or in a great deal of pain most or all of his life. Dicey is subjective. This... Read more →
Cats. Nothing but cat posts. Remember in the early days of Facebook For All? Like, 2009-2011, maybe? Suddenly we went from throwing virtual beer at each other (yes, throwing, and also sheep) to the mass manufacturing and posting of the... Read more →