Channeling Lou Ferrigno Originally uploaded by Madame Meow. I figured this would be a good time to show you one of Herr Meow’s latest skills: pretending he is the Incredible…
Oh alright. Since I get nice folks stopping by every day looking for these morsels of silly wisdom, I figured I would collect as many as I could find and…
Okay….. this whole mobility thing is really quite wonderful, but I am sooooo tired. The Meow is up at all times, wanting to climb flights of stairs, open cabinets, chewing…
Feeling like such the sheep. I must confess, I have been intrigued for a while with the whole de.icio.us thing. Will I sign up? Oh, probably. After all, the cool…
I tried all day– or okay, part of the day– yesterday to crank out an entry spanning several topics. Namely, I tried to cover the yucky humid heat– which isn’t…
They gush excitedly, "soaring humidity…. heat index…. record temperature… triple digits!" They gush from their graphically-enhanced backgrounds in the air-conditioned studio, with their Colgate smiles and their blowouts and their…
Antes de la peluca y la casaca fueron los rios, rios arteriales, fueron las cordilleras, en cuya onda raida el condor o la nieve parecian inmoviles: fue la humedad y…
Whee! Okay…… sometimes days lend themselves for a bit of lighthearted me-ness. So here I am, by the White House, courtesy of Meez (thanks to Rae and Glacia, who had…
Living in a new place is a little like learning a new language, albeit one of roads and neighborhoods and hidden markers. This is hard on a newcomer, because suddenly…
I’ll be honest: most days I don’t really think about the whole “How I Became A Mother” bit. One day I was single; the next, I went on a blind…
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