I have no idea what to say or what to write or even what to do at the moment. I'm rather depressive, though not necessarily for the reasons you might expect. I feel imbalanced, badly so, the rational side of me having taken over to the point where I question whether I believe in much of anything at all. I look around, I see and hear the tales that ( Read more... )

Just made the mistake of reading through some comments on a veg site about whether or not veg@ns should eat honey. Far too much crazy on both sides of the debate. Then made the mistake of reading the opinions of a ranting delusional Democratic Florida candidate for something-or-other and was appalled all over again at the whack shit people can ( Read more... )

So, Thursday morning I woke up around 3:30 AM, with this thought popping clearly into my mind: "I'm gonna sell all the stuff I got in art school and move to Cypress." Except I never went to art school. And WTF, Cypress? o_0 ( Read more... )

There were strong winds all night last night, howling round the edges of the house, rattling the bedroom window, making the trees groan and shaking out loose branches to clatter and crash to the ground and bounce off the roof. The worst storms I've weathered have been ridden out in this house, and the memories are strong; sleep, therefore, was not ( Read more... )

There are so many things I need to start making time to do regularly ( Read more... )

I was at an event all day, outdoors. Put on sunscreen and tried to stay in the shade ( Read more... )

That guy did NOT just suggest that Zahi Hawass is on the payroll of the Egyptian tourism board as part of a conspiracy to cover up extraterrestrial origins of the Sphinx and the pyramids at Giza. No no no and a thousand times no ( Read more... )

This gentleman is living proof of my hypothesis that there is often not enough room for Jesus and sense to coexist within the same brain pan. Is this even written in English?

"Killing womb babies agencies." Killing. Womb. Babies. Agencies. That's about as cogent as saying "dressing ice weasel toasters." I mean, come on! If you're going ( Read more... )