Yeah, I got nothin’

So here’s a cute picture of the cat and one of the dogs to tide you over:

This sums up my mental state perfectly.

And if anyone is interested in giving me an early birthday gift, I wear a Large.

P.U. from Plus One

“Frustrated people are unpredictable. Sometimes, they’ll do anything.”
Isn’t that the truth?

You forgot stupid, too

Usually I try to refrain from commenting about politics. I tend to think of that saying about ignorance and assholes, and just opt not to go there. But at the gym recently (yes, there is a point to this; I heard you wondering) I was listening to a podcast of To the Best of Our [...]

The true impact of illness

Me: on the bright side, today i got into my skinny jeans. i have no idea how the hell that happened.
Brian: no water retention. it’s all come out of your nose.

Still kicking

..my ass, that is. As in “Spring is.” I think I am now taking every medication for seasonal allergies known to humankind, and I still feel like crud. Heavily medicated crud, but crud nonetheless.
It is not pretty.

Dear Spring,

I hate you.
Let’s be clear on this, though: you hated me first. We both know that I’m more fond of your cooler cousins, Fall and Winter. It’s not your fault that they’re more my speed, and that you and your zany cousin Summer just make me sweat and feel not-so-fresh. It’s early in the season [...]

Scenes from a seder

“It’s not Passover until someone spills grape juice or chokes on the bitter herbs.”
“‘Do God’s work’? He’s such a slacker! He gets everyone else to do it for him.”
“God’s in management.”
“I know it’s hard. Just lick it.” (He was talking about eating the bitter herbs. Pervs.)

Map my run

Last week, I finally bought a new pair of running shoes. The old pair ought to have been replaced at least six months earlier, which is why I’ve been doing a lot less running and a lot more yoga lately. I felt a little bit left out during the GO St. Louis marathon to be [...]

Rattled

When I was a kid in Yuma, Arizona, little earthquakes were not uncommon. According to my mom, I slept through most of them. Of the ones we had, I remember three. One actually did wake me up, when I heard the handles on my dresser drawers rattling. I listened for a moment, turned over, and [...]