Recently, The Bloggess posted this, which linked back to this, which reminded me of the time I posted this. And then I missed my tomato. I could really use him this week. See you on the other side, little guy.

She may be a hot gestating mess, but it turns out that Pregzilla is actually the most normal/sane/classy (no, really) person in her little universe. Aside from her living situation, which is sad and not blog fodder (she financially supports a lot of people), her baby daddy (whom we’ll call John Mayer, because he is [...]

The recent whale on woman violence at Sea World Orlando totally reminded me, in a craptastic way, of a time I saw the same thing happen. Well, ish. Picture it, San Diego, nineteen hundred and ninety three, my womb is ripe with life and my ankles are ripe with water and someone in my family [...]

Once upon a time, I worked for the PGA Tour. Nothing fancy, I was the Assistant Volunteer Coordinator for one of the big tour events. Basically, my supervisor and I were in charge of scheduling 1000 retirees, each of whom wanted their own walkie-talkie and golf cart, for a week of golf and golf-related events. [...]

Last year, exactly a week before Thanksgiving, I found a memo in my work cubby. That’s right, cubby. We don’t have the big, scary, timewasting internets at work, so we get memos from corporate by fax and they are stuck in our cubbies. Anyway, the cubbymail to everyone that day included a survey. It said [...]