A while back there was a thing going around on Twitter to explain the story behind your user name. Alias Bob. Sometimes I wonder if people see my name and think it’s one of those creepy, weird, shared, couple’s accounts where we act like we literally share a brain. In reality it has nothing to do with my husband. I don’t remember which platform I originally used that moniker on, but it’s been around for…
Summer lasted an eternity and my mental state took a brutal beating. September arrived, bringing hoodie weather and other good things, but the news cycle somehow felt even more dire than it has been these last two years and I am not processing it well at all, no matter how much I try to limit and filter things down. I have exactly zero faith that the “Blue Wave” will happen, or solve anything if it…
I cut the corner of my finger off with a kitchen scissors while opening a package of tofu. You heard me. It’s not nearly as bad as it sounds, but there was a lot of blood and I had to completely stop everything else I was doing to bandage my stupidity and find the missing piece of my finger so it didn’t end up in dinner. Small as it was, it was a rather impressive…
Back in my days of Live Journal living, I had half a dozen side journals I played around with. (Give or take. I can’t remember without looking it up and I’m lazy.) On one of them I posted random pictures and my weekly last.fm stats. I tried to recreate that with a subdomain here a few years ago, but it sputtered out pretty fast because I kept forgetting about it. (See also: Lazy) So far…
Or just in general… S: I just did a Windows update. Now I’m doing an iTunes update. R: Wow. You really wanna fuck things up, don’t you? Why are you suddenly feeling so masochistic? S: I tend to make bad decisions when I’m overheated. — Fair enough… S: You would think after all this time, iTunes would— R: Uh-uh. S: Good point. R: All you had to say was iTunes. — There are no…
