ACF and the Butt Ugly Mushroom

The Ex showed up last night to pick up the desk. He arrived promptly at 8:30, as the storm clouds rapidly closed in on our little town. He had an open pick-up truck he’d borrowed to transport the desk, and was anxious to get it loaded up so he could move it before the skies…

I finally got something approximating a good night’s sleep last night. Granted, that means that I got six hours rather than three or four, but it is an improvement! I’m just doing a countdown to the weekend now, when I can stay in bed and doze until I’m sated. Kitten was in a strange mind-set…

Lots to update, I’m afraid. Journaling is weird that way; either nothing is happening and therefore there’s nothing to report, or all hell breaks loose and there’s no time to update. I’m going through the latter at the moment. Part 1: Glass Camp My lampwork instructor from last spring ran a “Glass Camp” last weekend….

The Socialist has come down with a bad cold. I didn’t have any cold relieve stuff in the medicine cabinet except for a half-empty box of Thera-flu, so one o’clock this morning found me wandering the cold remedy aisle of the local 24 hour grocery store. This isn’t the usual store I go to (that…

Life is too short to persist in that which brings no happiness. Anyone who understands can tell the Dutch Scotsman that my nom de plume will not blight his computer screen from this day forward. I am done with that sector of cyberspace, and any sector with associated links. The playing field belongs to him….

I know Fridays are supposed to be a good thing, but they really don’t count until quitting time, and I’m a long way from there it seems. First of all – thanks for your comment yesterday ADM. It forces me to re-evaluate how I look at a few things. I’m going to chew over your…