Writers Love Lust for Joss Whedon
If I could meet and have lunch with anyone in Hollywood, it would be Joss Whedon. I am awed by him, fascinated by him, want to be him, and especially…
Period Post (not for the sqeemish).
The GIRL SCOUT COOKIES ARE HERE! Little doe eyed wenches dressed in green standing out side the grocery store trying to ruin my life. I caved in, bought three boxes…
Bad Singers Ruin A Good Day
Puppy Shopping!!Every week we go to Saturday Farmer’s Market. We see friends, artist, and customers and buy our produce for the week. The highlight is the farmers, they are all…
God and His Sense Of Humor
Bad day, queen-of-the-fucking-universe bad day. My manager called in sick, then my son became ensconced in the circle jerk they call the Justice System. I cried at my desk, blew…
Poking The Tiger
I was stood-up, forgotten, passed on again by my clown (husband) who feels that clients are much more important than promises to his wife. This is the fourth week that…
Garage Sales Tell A Lot About A Person
You learn a lot about a person when you scrooge through their scrap. In my quest for matching bond books this weekend for a commercial, I am shooting on Thursday;…
Thirft Store Treasures and the demise of Binded Information
Another one of my income streams (or better known as a way to keep Teri busy so she doesn’t lose her mind, us ADD people make very productive adults) is…
Self-Depreciating? Me? No Way!
Husband says my writing is too self-depreciating. After trying to explain I was using irony to make a good story, he still did not get it. He doesn’t get the…
Sushi on Food Stamps, Only in America!
My oldest son has had a hard time for the last few years. The story is in my book, but is really his to tell. He was a talented motocross/Supercross…
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