Happy birthday, Am! You are loved and treasured.

( sexy chix eat undies for your birthday! )

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It's a wee thing I found while weeding the YA fiction: Finding H.F.. It's all queer and class-conscious and small-towny and it's *fun* too ( Read more... )

Yesterday, we rose at 5am and started our way across the great province of British Columbia. And by great, I mean BIG 'cause we're over Idaho now, I think. We saw elk, many chipmunks, and a Sasquatch statue which, B pointed out, looked like a Wookie ( Read more... )

I've finally taught myself how to bring down cobwebs. As a child, my father and mother did this job regularly and I now recall my father sweeping the underside of the patio overhang. And we had cobwebs heavy with dust as soon as they were built. Which is probably easier than these ones ( Read more... )

We've been buzzed at least twice now by a heron. Isn't that odd? It just flew right in front of the house so we got to confirm what it was--last time, it was huge and grey with black tips and I was ready to cruise the cryptozoology sites ( Read more... )

Needing a break after a couple hour of having my nose to the library grindstone, I found an amusing review of 3:10 to Yuma. I have some misplaced memory of the Tyee film reviewer being an elder dyke living on the west coast of Vancouver Island but I must be remembering someone else who wrote there. Dorothy Woodend isn't that person after all but ( Read more... )

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