Who hasn’t yelled ‘pizza’s here’ over your shoulder because you don’t need that judgement from the delivery person that the large is just for you?!

In related news: single woman have been recording answering machine or voicemail messages stating “WE can’t come to the phone right now...” for so long many of you don’t have an answering machine and never did. 

Those of you who were here from the fall of 2018 to the spring of 2020 may recall that I was seeking advice about trying for a job at the Cleveland Clinic, basically my dream employer. I applied for two positions and each time made it to a second interview, but was not hired for either.

RIP Lady Red.

10 year high school reunion out in my boonies hometown. Traveled in from another state. Like 15 people showed up. We all got too drunk and decided to go to the local strip club. Not only were people we graduated with working at the strip club, my high school nemesis and his wife invited me to enjoy a lap dance with…

This is reprehensible of course, but what else could you expect? Disgust at a practice he likely participated in? A competent deflection that mimics empathy for Maxwell’s victims?

I imagine the required 14-day quarantine when moving between countries at Epcot Center has got to be a real drag.

Saw it described as the Happiest Plague on Earth.

One of the hospitals near me has their smoking section out by the street. Stupid move for the hospital because when you walk or drive by there’s at least a dozen people wearing scrubs puffing away.

Shelter Catstravaganza!

you really want a picture of my unmade bed?

Your rights were clearly railroaded.

Guys after over a decade I am out of the greys!  It was legit the best thing that happened this week and I am drunk with power!

Oy, am I late! But I must post, for next week this time I’ll be performing Shakespeare in the Park. (Fabian in Twelfth Night, if you’re curious.) Between the heat and the humidity and the bugs and fighting through some of my lines and the, shall we say, Interesting People Who Show Up... Well, who knew a man who is 400…

I treated myself this week; this is a carrot for when I’ve progressed a bit more; a pad of really good watercolour paper. Arches 140 lb cold pressed paper 9 x 11 inches, 20 sheets, and it was 60 bucks!

Hello from Not Panama, everyone! Still here in Pennsylvania, and the pandemic grinds on. I read earlier today that the White House’s new messaging on Covid is “live with it”, and unlike everywhere but Brazil and Russia, there’s no plan to contain it, no national testing/tracing, just epic failure and death. Live with…

Shelter Cat Update!

I know that Prince Andrew can’t sweat and all, but if there was ever a cure to his particular condition this might be it.

yay, and all it took to get to this point was years of abusing hundreds of girls and a 4-part documentary highlighting in explicit detail exactly what she did to enable that piece of shit Epstein (and honestly if it weren’t for the documentary, she’d probably still be walking free). This place sucks.

Now low enough apparently, but it doesn’t surprise me that these monsters have no depth to which they won’t sink. Theirs is just an endless chasm of exploitation and inflicted pain.