Posts by author: Mush
In which politics is broken. Periodically, I write to my representatives about something or other. After some time, usually several weeks, I get an email, usually titled “Responding to your message,” which is always a form letter outlining the rep’s stance on whatever the issue is. Their previous stance. They never indicate that my opinion […]
In which I’ve gotten up from a nap hungry. Apropos of nothing, I have a sudden and intense desire for a fish sandwich from McD’s?! What the hell! They’re terrible! Every time I eat one (this happens once or twice a decade, on average) I regret it. — Update: For the record, I settled for […]
In which the internet is stupid. But it’s also awesome! Made the mistake today of looking the house up on Zillow, and that bastard of a site had the nerve to estimate the value under what we paid for it only eleven months ago! Well, I looked at recent sales of similar houses in the […]
In which I decided to blog. So here’s a blog post! Enjoy! It will not be interesting. My contact lenses showed up a few days ago, so I’ve just sat down to fill out the rebate. (The only reason I ordered this new brand of contacts was that the optometrist’s office told me they’d be […]
In which it’s the Super Bowl. Let it be known that three o’clock this Sunday was the first time I’ve seen rainbows in my living room in 2023. Window prisms are the best! I made my TV re-scan for channels, but we don’t get Fox in this house so I guess I’m not watching the […]
In which there’s a soup tureen. I keep my garlic in an old-ass soup tureen my aunt shipped us, along with a teapot, teacups, and some antique lace, when we lived in Minneapolis. It’s a great garlic keeper because it’s dark inside, but it doesn’t match my kitchen (it’s green) and takes up a bunch […]
In which there is no thematic element, just a random, sloppy post. Somebody finally moved into our old house across the street! Naturally this means I’m sitting on my couch, right in front of the plate glass window, with the drapes wide open, watching him wash his car, in completely blatant “nosy old white lady” […]
In which there are bugs! There was, again, an earwig in the sink this morning. I fished it out and dropped it into the compost bucket on the counter, which is what I (nearly) always do with random earwigs. I say nearly. I keep a small bowl of flour on my counter at all times. […]
Say what you like about the royal funeral, but there are a lot of cool outfits and weird rituals.
In which it’s good. There’s a comedy sketch show called Aunty Donna’s Big Ol’ House of Fun and it’s utterly fucking brilliant and totally the descendant of Monty Python, Young Ones, and Fry & Laurie, and you should watch it. That is all.
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