Randy sent me a Shortpacked cartoon. It struck me as especially funny, so I started reading the series from the beginning. I’m up to here. Ooo! Ooo!

No, no, I’m not headed anywhere. But I love this site, One Bag. Just in case…

Lee took the picture in Dallas last April. YT cropped.

In the spirit of not sitting around doing nothing until November and NaNoWriMo, I am editing Alien Blue again, this time using the techniques I picked up during the for-hire YA. Already, I’m figuring out why things weren’t working and what I could do to fix them. Still hard to make myself sit still and

I’ve hit whatever point it is in the year where my body says, “Autumn. Time to be depressed.” Fortunately, I’m not eighteen any more, and I’m finally figuring out how to cope with these seasonal downs, although not how to enjoy them. I’m writing down what I know now, in the hopes that I can

The most entertaining tuba player since Martin Mull, Oystein Baadsvik, turns his tuba into a the ancestral instrument of an ancient, forgotten tribe of gnomes, the Technochantoechorati. (via Neatorama)

Here’s me, hoping this particular fad is over: back when we lived in Iowa, people would buy all this crap with “What Would Jesus Do” all over it. Duh…Jesus, temple, tossing out moneylenders? Ring a bell? Probably not so big on the Jesus watch bands, you know? Oh, and some of the kids wore these

I have now tried two Dagoba flavors: Xocolatl and Lavender Blueberry. The xocolatl, full of chilis and other spices, was almost more than I could take. Intense, bold chocolate that viciously managed to hold up against the powerful chilis. I could eat maybe two bites before I had to call off until next time…but I

Ray lost her first tooth! She brought it home in a tiny, tooth-sized treasure chest. I’m so ecstatic! …On another Ray note, she’s unhappy because they’re stopping naps for kindergarten. She looks totally washed out, even though she went to bed at nine last night. So I’m feeding her supper and sending her off for