Archive for October, 2009
Run, Don’t Walk
Thursday, October 29th, 2009Yes, I know I’m later than usual with the update on my fiancee’s Mike Rowe’s shenanigans. I’ve decided to skip the blatant pervy comments that last night’s episode seems to demand from me, so I’m working on it. In the meantime, I received an email from a former co-worker and current friend who I worked [...]
In Today’s News…
Friday, October 23rd, 2009Richard Ramirez, aka The Night Stalker, who terrorized California in 1984 and 1985 has been linked, via DNA, to the murder of 9-year-old Mei Leung. We should have let the mob that cornered him finish the job instead of letting him sit on California’s death row for 20 years with three hots and a cot, [...]
Mr. Darcy Takes The Lead
Monday, October 19th, 2009“A married man in possession of a dark fortune must be in want of an eternal wife” ~ tagline for Mr. Darcy, Vampyre Remember earlier in the year when Mr. Darcy and Mr. Rochester were vying for my attention? Of course, I was comparing not only the characters but the actors playing them, as well [...]
As The Misfit Turns
Monday, October 12th, 2009Last night and today has felt like a freakin’ soap opera. Seriously, y’all. It’ all started last night when a member of my extended family called the house. I made small talk as I normally do because I don’t get to speak to him too often. If I’d written a script about it, the conversation [...]
The Joke’s On Us
Friday, October 9th, 2009One of the biggest irritations when I was a teacher (yes, I know, all three months of it), was when parents called me when grades were released to inquire as to why their child was either flunking or in danger of flunking. Never mind the fact that I’d sent home mid-term progress reports. This issue [...]
We Interrupt Your Regularly Scheduled Program
Thursday, October 8th, 2009To wish my brother a Happy 41st Birthday!
Religion, Death, and a London Cabbie Part II
Monday, October 5th, 2009In Friday’s post, I began telling you about my drive-by photo shoot on The Blind Beggar Pub. This is the rest of the story. After I unceremoniously blurted out that I wanted to drive by The Blind Beggar pub because it was “where Ronnie Kray shot George Cornell in the head,” our cabbie, whose name [...]
Religion, Death, and a London Cabbie Part I
Friday, October 2nd, 2009Spending a year in the UK dictated I become accustomed to buses, trains, and cabs, not to mention my feet. Hurting. A lot. Not having a car, there was no choice but to utilize all three four on a fairly regular basis if I wanted to see anything beyond the scope of the university campus. [...]