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Plus a large contingent of people who’re probably neither, but whose only comments are snark/stupid jokes/bad puns. You’ve gotta do a LOT of scrolling to find a worthwhile comment amidst all the vitriol and “humor.” Noooot worth it.

You guys, what happened to the comment section over at gawker? It used to be sensible 90% of the time. Now it's almost all nuts. Can we please keep Jez civil forever?

Um go child Mindymoo! I did a whole project on different art styles because a four year old said that art must be pretty things inside the lines. (She was jealous of her twin’s work) It was one of my favorite extensive studies. Here was that girl’s portrait of Van Gogh.

It may have been a guided art project. I did self portraits with my class of 5 year older where I’d have 4 of them at a table with mirrors. I’d ask them to start by drawing the shape of their head. Then to look in the mirror and draw one thing at a time while saying stuff like “what shape are your eyes?” “What about

“Only so I can make it stop existing.”

But wouldn’t this article be posted on ITD, in that case? I just think it’s bullshit how there hasn’t been a post made by anyone explaining what’s going on. The readership shouldn’t be relying on news from other websites to find out if their favorite blogs or writers are given the ax.

Only so I can make it stop existing.

Wait, does I Thee Dread still exist or have they axed it along with the others?

Weddings are such a weird industry.

Once, at the local zoo, the meerkats had a tiny cardboard TARDIS. Nobody went in it when I was there, so I figured eh, eventually one will and someone else’ll put cute pictures of it online. But nobody did! I think the meerkats just ate it instead of going inside. Tragic.

I’m No Contact with my whole family right now. I miss my dad, and it hurt to tell him he wouldn’t see us, but the stress of dealing with the rest was making my marriage a disaster. Back when I was a kid my gramma would do the big traditional Midwestern german family meal: turkey, white bread stuffing, jello salads of

My favorite picture of my mother shows her happily basting a turkey with assorted children crowded around her. She made it look easy.

MMM I want the green bean casserole! There’s one thing we never really did and I always wanted to.

I am so thankful to finally be able to shout this all over the interwebs: My transgender daughter came out to everyone yesterday. The whole big FB announcement. Those closest to her have known for a little while and I have known since she revealed herself to me five years ago. Now that she has been on hormones for a

Our food traditions are pretty basic. Roasted brussels sprouts, green beans with pearl onions, fingerling potatoes roasted with garlic, blackberry crisp, etc. My favorite tradition actually relates to alcohol (naturally). When my family gets tipsy, we tend to tell each other how much we love everybody. “I love you,

Yes you can. You need to breath, take a nice hot shower, make yourself some tea and then sit down in a good area and break the task into small, manageable pieces. Mind map it out: what do you need to do, how does it fit together etc. Also go to class. I teach and believe me, when you come to class it makes a

This is Pupcake. She limped home last night after being lost in the woods since Labor Day. Yes, do believe in miracles.

The best way to cook a turkey. You’re welcome.

a bold mix of exhibitionism, vulnerability

“Here’s some stuff that I never intended to be private but I’m going to post them in the guise of bravery to show that it’s ok if they aren’t private”