I occasionally wonder if I’m alone in the things I find humorous. I’ve laughed – often hysterically – at stuff that other people don’t seem to find funny. – I usually figure that those other people are in bad moods, have lousy senses of humor, or are plagued with that affliction of sanity that I…
I swear, whoever put these up was just trying to spoil all my fun … –
– The main drawback of communicating mostly through sarcasm (if, indeed, there is any) is this: on the rare occasion when you are sincere, people don’t believe you. They think you are being a snide jerk, and the more you try to convince them otherwise, the worse it gets. This happened time and again whenever…
It seems somewhat politically insensitive (or perhaps merely uninformed) to lump all my photos from our Ireland trip together, especially in light of last Monday’s post. I wondered if I should split them up into two posts – 10 photos from our trip to Northern Ireland, and 10 photos from our trip to the Republic. But there is no…
I’m just saying … I think it would encourage me to pay better attention to the directions. – Because frankly, right now she sounds all hoighty-toighty and bossy.
I become a huge, unmitigated dork whenever anyone points a camera at me. Okay, fine: I’m a huge, unmitigated dork in most circumstances, and that includes when someone points a camera at me. –
It’s grey in Seattle. And chilly. I’m sitting here in my office, contemplating grabbing a sweater. For the record, I’m already wearing jeans and a t-shirt. But it’s in the high sixties in here, and I have goosebumps. It’s out of sheer stubbornness that I don’t grab a cardigan, because it is July, and that…
I have never really liked Las Vegas. That statement may sound like blasphemy to some of you. And it’s almost a surprise to me, too. After all, Vegas is an entire town built around the Seven Deadly Sins – and you guys know how much I love those. I try to incorporate at least four…
I hope you aren’t yet sick of hearing about our trip to Germany. I still need to tell you about the rest of that Europe excursion – we went to London and Madrid, too – as well as our jaunt to Vegas from which we’ve just returned (in a word, AMAZING. And this comes from…
Tales of Food, Feminism, and Fury
by Geraldine DeRuiter
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