Archive for the 'Dumb Things I Do' Category

25 Apr

I need a personal assistant. Or for my dogs to be able to talk.

This week was a genuine nightmare, I can tell you that much. Ever had an infection in your jaw bone for which you had to have a root canal, which caused the infection to go completely insane on you? I sincerely hope you have not, because the pain is nothing short of excruciating. […]

09 Mar

Onion fume overdose.

Rupert and I made “white chili” for dinner tonight. No that’s not chili for honkies, it’s chili made with chicken and corn and beans. Yeehaw! It also requires lots of chopped onions, but Rupert has severe eye issues when he chops onions so I do it.
So I merrily chopped away; I love […]

02 Mar

Opposable thumbs are wasted on me.

I wrote this post a few months ago but saved it as a draft because Digger died soon after and I didn’t have the heart to write a silly dog-related post about how dumb I am. Also, it was no good without pictures. So I did the necessary photographic documentation and now I […]

20 Feb

My friends know I’m dumb; you should, too.

I have an old friend from college named “Holly” who emails me sometimes, usually when something I post on my blog makes her want to punch me in the face. She gets a perverse kick out of sending me notes with the header, “you’re so full of shit” and the entire message consisting of, […]

19 Nov

Are you dreamy?

Okay. I can’t go back to regular blogging without first saying again (and I mean it even more each time I say it), THANK YOU to everyone. Commenters, emailers, and bloggers who went through the death of my bubba Digger with me, you really helped me more than you know and I deeply appreciate […]

29 Oct

What I learned at my first Halloween party ever.

1. One must NEVER. EVER. IN. A. MILLION. YEARS. drink the following substances in the following order in a span of 8 hours: wine, orange vodka Jell-O shot, margarita, pink vodka Jell-O shot, Midori/whipped cream/god-knows-what-else cocktail, margarita, Midori/whipped cream/god-knows-what-else cocktail, margarita.
2. Particularly when all one had to eat for dinner was […]

25 Sep

Who’s the biggest dorkwad here?

It’s Official Comment-centric Week around here. I have yet another assignment for you turkeys in the comment section: Describe the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to you in front of someone you had a crush on. I stole this idea from a Fark thread today. Blatantly STOLE it. That’s […]

23 Jul

Coolest. Cop. Ever.

There’s a traffic light I have to go through to get from the football field I take the dogs to every morning to my house, and it is a looooooong light. So this morning as I approached it and it turned yellow, I decided to punch it. There was only one car waiting […]

23 May

When Bad Things Happen to Stupid People (Me)

I get the feeling you people like to read about things that make me cry. Well there’s plenty of material there. For example:

I love coleslaw, and I love it most when I make it myself because only I can achieve the perfect balance of crunchiness, saltiness, and celery-seediness that it requires. In […]