Is it a curse to be a swan by day and an owl by night? Probably not so much.
As you may have guessed, I just saw Swan Lake at the Houston Ballet this weekend. I’ve seen it before — 3 or 4 times, I think — but I … Continue reading
And yet another holiday goes by that I don’t know how to buy a card for.
Because Father’s/Mother’s/whatever day comes with two choices in cards: super sentimental (“You’re the bestest dad in the whole wide world! You were always there for me and did everything right … Continue reading
Just to be clear, snowy owls are the minority, since most owls are brown. I am not making Neurotic Owl a horrible racist, just a guilty liberal.
This is a rerun, of course, because I realized a thing and I am ashamed and the other cartoons I have queued don’t really serve to EXPOSE MY SHAME. So … Continue reading
LIBRARY. Land of books I don’t have to pay for! And also audiobooks!
And oh, this past weekend when I went to the library they had ‘The Ocean at the End of the Lane’, and it’s WONderful (and also mildly triggery if you … Continue reading
This one’s all poky and ouchy and sad.
Not entirely coincidentally, I’m working on replacing my possibly 15 year old twin mattress with a nice new full, like the grownups have. I’m also trying to work with my … Continue reading
Where will I get a grilled cheese with a side of fried rice now?
This won’t mean much if you’re not from Houston, or possibly even specifically from the Montrose area, but Lucky Burger has been defeated by a greedy landlord who forced them … Continue reading
In the continuing list of inanimate objects and other non-human things I’ve said I’d marry.
Those would be my black heels, which were worn out five years ago, but are so freaking comfortable that I just can’t let them go until I’ve found a suitable … Continue reading
Reading is FUNdamental. Or something.
Look, I just ranted yesterday, so sorry about this, but there was an article that I am absolutely not going to link to (because more readers make the source happy) … Continue reading
Unless you’re describing the show to your blind friend, shhhhhhhhh.
I don’t care how quiet you think you’re being, or how important it is to tell your date that that last song was awesome, I CAN HEAR YOU. Unless you … Continue reading
