Play Ball and Fight Fascists
Cats, Coffee, Whiskey & Writing. And Padres baseball. And the O's, too. GMU alum. I cuss a lot. She/her Anti Fascist. Mid-Atlantic, USA.
Also, it's not that I don't follow back, it just takes me forever to get around to it.
Jorge is a helper kitty.
This morning, I was having a very odd and disconcerting dream just before my alarm was to go off.
Jorge thought to himself, "That dream is upsetting her. I will wake her up."
And he did.
By barfing.
About 8 inches from my head.
Any day is a good day to opt out of capitalism when you can.
Bit rude that the mortgage company still took the money today, but I'm not counting that, because I put it in my check register yesterday.
I wished everyone a Happy Workers Day on LinkedIn, because I am an agent of chaos. (Not really, but it sounds cool, doesn't it?)
Pizza Hut has brought back it's Book It! summer reading program for kids, and I am very happy for all of them, but was a little bummed that it's only for kids.
Then I remembered I am adult with free will and I can do my own Book It and I have decided that every time I finish a book, I get a personal pan pizza.
I also reserve the right to switch out the pizza for any other fun food.
I don't know who might need to know this, but I'm gonna put it out there just in case.
If you're going to be playing flaming bottle toss, you need to score the outside of the bottle a bit - otherwise it's gonna land with an unsatisfying *thunk* instead of a delightfully sparkly clattering of bits.
Yes, taking today off was a Very Good Idea.
It was a half day Friday anyway, but because I have a noon appointment, I would have had to start the day extra early and after being up very late acting like I was 20 years younger - the sleep in was excellent.