It's my birthday!

I am seeking a pair of headphones. Let's establish immediately that my ears are, apparently, freakish, and I am unable to wear earbuds. After trying several different brands of in-the-ear headphones, even adjustable ones, without success, I admit defeat and hearken back to the year 2000 ( Read more... )

This is a public service announcement that everyone needs to CALM DOWN about the flue pandemic WHO just declared. After watching the media milk the WHO's centimeter-by-centimeter progress towards this move (if I read another headline about how they were "thinking about" or "considering" or "one step closer," I will scream, though frankly the ( Read more... )

I'm going to the Prop 8 protest tomorrow. It's my first protest. Not sure what we can do from over here, but I'm sure as hell going to find out.

I look outside. There are teenagers leaning against my car, necking.

In the dark, I hear more teenagers.

One of the girls yells, "Don't BOTHER me! I'm PEEING!"

At the kitchen sink I found three big, black, glossy, and extremely fast carpenter ants. They were surrounded by Massive Tiny Ant Carnage. I gagged ( Read more... )

I opened my laptop.

I am not even going to tell you how many tiny ants emerged.

They always get more active before a thunderstorm.

One doing laps on my purse while we commuted on the T, two on the desk at work (but not with each other).

On my desk at work?

A tiny ant.

I emptied my laundry into the washer.

A tiny ant scuttled free and raced across the white metal.