Good snark is hard to come by.  Let’s attack the name of a baby that isn’t even born yet, by dint of the father’s family!  /s

Got the J&J on Monday. Knocked me and Ducking on our butts, but Mom felt fine. Turns out people Mom’s age are less likely to have side effects. Which is good, but bleagh.

My mom is making noise about wanting to go with Duckling and me on vacation next month. It will be the first time Mom has been out of the state in about 20 years. (We went to Kansas City for a football game when Duckling was wee.)

I had this thought in the shower, and it’s awful, but...

What a fucking snob.

Go Grandma!

She does look amazing, doesn’t she? Very grown up and mature and comfortable in her own skin.

I AM GETTING VACC’D ON MONDAY.

My favorite thrift store (contributes to the arts around town, as well as helping those that need it) has things behind the counter that they know are worth something. Coach bags, collectibles, rarities, etc... They’re marked at decent prices, but they’re also what covers the overhead.

I found out my great-grandparents had a hand in bringing the Salvation Army into our neck of the woods. This was, of course, in the late 1800s-early 1900s, and I’m sure they thought they were Doing Good.

My first experience doing live theater - actually being in the action, not just an audience member - was as a Transylvanian in a shadow cast of RHPS. People who don’t participate are almost as bad as the people who get too much into it.

Mickey the Idiot, indeed.

In the words of George Carlin: “If you’re pre-born, you’re fine, but if you’re preschool, you’re fucked.”

My name has so many spelling variables that it would have to be a multi-battle event.

Yeah, I’m thinking nowadays.

When Mickey D’s comes out with a breakfast meal that’s available all day, I’ll be duly impressed. Even if they don’t use a celebrity to sell it.

Counterpoint:

Rita Wilson has to be Good People if she’s married to Tom Hanks. You don’t mess with Good People. Scott Rudin can join Trump and my ex in the club of “I Hope Your Anus Grows Shut Tonight”.

After being Prop Mistress (a title that implies a whip, or at least a riding crop, to keep the actors in line) for two prop-heavy plays, I took yesterday and Monday off to make this a four-day weekend. And lemmie tell ya, I’ve made the most of it! Laundry finally all done, kitchen so clean you can invoke the…

I will trade you some brownies for the meatloaf I’m about to make. It has roasted garlic in it...