Oh for Pete’s sake

I noticed today that my fingernails all have a ridge on them about halfway up from the cuticle. The top half of the nails is courser looking, with perhaps a slight yellow cast to it. The bottom half has more of a matte finish, and looks smoother and pinker. The ridge must be the dividing…

then come on over here and sit by me. Yeah, OK, I stole it from Steel Magnolias, which probably stole it from somewhere else. It sounds like it should be a Dorothy Parkerism, but what do I know? I tried Googling it, and came up empty handed. It seems my day to be ratting on…

If I was reading this in any other person’s journal, I’d suspect the veracity of the storyteller. At the very least I’d wonder if the author was suffering Munchausen’s by proxy. Satan’s Little Fart Cloud was confirmed today to be diabetic. We’ve worried about this for the last year and a half because of the…

Well, it appears that the anticipated face-to-face I was considering having with a few people over here regarding The Mouth’s revelations is not likely to happen. When I left off yesterday, I mentioned that I was upset how everybody was telling everybody else about The Mouth’s personal pursuits after-hours. It looked as though a great…

Poetry Mining Company Dissolved by Elizabeth Farrell Now war has evolved into smart bombs, clean kills and all the other oxymorons or should we say dissolved into turning away from the innocent’s cries and the screams of an earth laid to waste. Maybe Native Americans had the answer when they sent their chiefs into battle…

The paracentesis was a bit of a disappointment today – we only got 3.3 liters of fluid out this time. Granted, that was enough to change me from a beached humpback to a beached grey whale, but it’s hard to feel grateful for it. We had a little trouble with bleeding this time too, which…