Rocks. I have a lot of rocks. I pick up “good rocks” when I’m out and about. What should I do with them? Some are a little sentimental (sedimental?) but most are just rocks.

I wonder if by throwing them in the pond behind my house I would confused future geologists or archaeologists if they discover rocks that couldn’t have possibly come from this area.

These are the things I ponder while cleaning and organizing.

Fortunes Galore!


I’ve started a new daily photo project. Something a little different this time. Over the years I’ve saved almost every fortune from a fortune cookie that I could get my hands on. I have decided to photograph one each day until I run out. The challenge will be to make each one different somehow.

Click on the image above to view the set so far, and check back often to see more. Enjoy!

Free the Boobies!


It’s my day off and I am expecting a guy from an HVAC company to arrive later this morning to give us a quote on a new air conditioner and furnace set up. This means I have to be awake and dressed to the point of greeting a stranger in my home. This means I’m wearing a bra.


I generally don’t wear a bra when I’m home, hell, I don’t wear much of anything when I’m hot, especially when we have no A/C. (Oh yeah, our A/C died two weeks ago… good times.) One of the many reasons we bought our own place is so we could walk around buck nekkid if we felt like it.


Wearing garments I don’t have to on a day off is a bit of a drag, (get it?) but it’s not the end of the world. This morning though, the bra feels tight and irritating. Everything feels tight and irritating. It’s like my boobs know it’s a day off and they’re all like “WTF? Why are you doing this to us? It’s the bra’s day off too!” I realize I just anthropomorphized my boobs there. Wait, can I do that? Can I ascribe human attributes to something that is already by definition, a human attribute? Have I entered some kind of grammar inception?

To make a long story short, I have today off, I’m wearing a bra, and I don’t want to be wearing a bra. I also don’t feel like writing anymore, so that’s all for now.



Life Hacks

Many of us have little secrets and tips that get us through each day. Little things that help us be productive. Some call them Life Hacks.

I am applying two of favorite day off life hacks today. The first is to drive Ron to the train station. This forces me to get up BEFORE 7am (hell, before 9am) and be awake enough to drive, dressed and ready for the day.

The second is to strip the bed and wash the sheets. This prevents me from succumbing to the temptation to crawl back into bed for just a few more hours.

I have a third and that’s to not turn the computer on or I risk sitting in front of it all day. I am obviously not applying this one today.