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Running Wild in La Mesa
I'm glad your accident didn't discourage your love of nature. So, what happened, anyway? The accident, I mean.— May 5, 2011 12:06 p.m.
The Big Day
Living in the spotlight as well as beneath the scrutiny of a jealous and petty public can't be easy ... or so I hear.— April 30, 2011 12:23 p.m.
The Big Day
Short and sweet, nan. Is it related to the Royals' wedding across the pond, or just a coincidence?— April 29, 2011 7:11 p.m.
Things
Prudently, I'm staying out of this one.— April 25, 2011 7:23 a.m.
Things
Right, a.g., because even if you throw it away, some bum, rummaging through your trash will find it, and in the bum community, you'll always be known as the chick who threw away the purple vibrator; this information will never get back to anyone you know, but still, the idea that someone knows something so personal about you is a little disturbing. Oh, by the way, a.g., Happy Easter!— April 23, 2011 9:15 p.m.
Things
Happy Easter, nan. Did you happen to hear about the teenage girl who was volunteering at a Seattle elementary school and was told to use the politically correct name “spring spheres” when she tried giving kids plastic Easter eggs filled with candy? I feel as if the whole country is taking crazy pills.— April 22, 2011 1:31 p.m.
The Neighborhood Dog
I'm so sorry about Kahli, MsGrant. She sounds like she had been a beloved member of your family. It's never a happy occasion when someone we love departs involuntarily.— April 18, 2011 5:15 p.m.
Calling Birds
And let's not forget woodpeckers! And I don't like roadrunners and woodpeckers just because of 69 Plymouths and Clay Smith camshafts--they're awesome and whimsical birds.— April 13, 2011 10:10 p.m.
Calling Birds
... I like roadrunners ...— April 13, 2011 8:44 p.m.
Calling Birds
I thought we were talking about birds, and then your poem turned into a reference to forsaken friendship ... you zigged when I thought you were going to zag. Birds or friends, it's still beautiful and sweet, nan. Thanks.— April 13, 2011 7:05 p.m.