When this election is over, I hope someone somewhere will create and enforce a system of shorter presidential campaigns. I was sick and tired of
Uh oh. Earthquake in Southern California. USGS is rating it a 5.4 on the Richter Scale. Aftershocks are still occurring. I hope those of you
I just want to point out the addition of a poll to my sidebar. No biggie, but I’d hate for you to overlook it. I don’t get
I rarely click on any of those millions of ads that show up unbidden on the Web, but this morning I really couldn’t help myself. It was
Okay, that’s it. I can take a hint. I’m not superstitious. I don’t have any real phobias (avoiding snakes and very tall buildings is just
Nothing makes my blood boil faster than someone, anyone, trying to tell me what I can or can’t do with or to my body. Seriously,
This is Mousse (sweet, fluffy, and very special). He’s the boss around here.
Writer Chick, over on Writer Chick Talks, has tapped some of her female acquaintances to examine their perceptions and attitudes about women bloggers. I felt honored to have been included