Dear Kiwi, I know you will read this because tomorrow morning I’ll wake up to find cigarette ashes and stale remnants of your “Happy Kitty Fishy Treats” on the keyboard of my computer. And thanks to you, my blog will have a few nasty comments … Read More →
Fa La La La. Oh Suck It Santa
I’m very cranky. Or sulky. Yes, I’m sulky. Exceedingly sulky. I have to go to the eye doctor tomorrow because I’m getting old. I can’t see the teeny tiny print on my bottle of extra strength prune juice or the jumbo package of Depends I … Read More →