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Say Ma’am One More Time
I have been yes ma’am’d more in the last week than I ever have been in my life. Have I passed the threshold from indiscernible years into tellable old age? God forbid…
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Wishing You an Unhappy Birthday
Is it progress that I can wish the ex salutations on his birthday? I don’t really mean it, and truly it’s an afterthought. He should be glad I am wishing him anything at all, since he’s the worst and if it wasn’t for the children we share, I wouldn’t have to think of him at all, right? I secretly hope that he spent his birthday in a drunken stupor and that he was hating himself the whole time, reminded of just how much of a douchebag he truly is.
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Tears Solve Nothing – Lean Into the Anger
I admit, there is no love lost between me and my parents. I have stated unequivocally many times that if the man who fathered me passed away right now, I wouldn’t care. I also acknowledge my growing ambivalence about my mother’s eventual demise, not surprising as we are not super close and growing further apart as time goes by.
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You’re the Firestarter, Twisted Firestarter
I had an epiphany at work today about the different people that I encounter in my life. Catalyzed almost entirely by my CoStar horoscope which is habitually scarily accurate.
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Adventures in Social Distancing
This is the post-pandemic era. Business is not as usual. Everything has changed. Recently, some friends and I went to a casino. It is located in Oklahoma, otherwise known as Far North Texas. There were at least 100 Texas license plates for every lone Oklahoman plate.













