Who Did What Now?

There is no purpose of this blog. I can't even spell the word blog and the verb form 'blogging' makes me throw up, just a little, in my mouth. Go find something more interesting. Life is short... no no wait, come back!

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

The Flood of 2008



Has this ever happened to you? You spend months without any attention from the opposite sex. You're looking, searching, hunting for some sort of significant connection with another member of your species. But you're coming up dry. You start to resent those happy couples you see kissing in public. That shodenfreuda green covetous angst gets to be too much. But then, without any warning, something in the universe switches. . .
And here come the rain clouds.
I call it a 'flood' and it can be just as devastating and life shattering as a drought. All of a sudden the options start to multiply, and you have countless different suitors coming at you from different angles. 
My normal defenses of logic are powerless against the multitude of different factors. Each suitor or "fan", as someone described it to me recently, has their own timeline, attraction level, benefits and pitfalls. And as torrents of emotion pull you two directions at once, down falls a wave that carries you yet a new direction. 
Oh, the Flood of 2008. Right now it seems that as one wave dissipates, the next one 
levitates, making this water ride less arduous that floods of the past.  But i'm still terrible confused on any given day. My world is upside down. But at least I can enjoy the ride. 















but it's not this bad... yet               

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Thursday, May 29, 2008

Mutty Freckles!!

My freckles are coming out. I don’t know why I never noticed them before last summer but, here they are! Proof positive of my Mutty-ness! It's a mix I like to call the 'Spew': Half Spic/Half Jew. But it's a misnomer. It's really just a Caucasian/Mexican combo. The only other bit of information I know about Mutty-freckles is that after the Vitenam-United States War, there was a program for half Vietnamese and half American children. If they could prove their parentage, they could go to the U.S.A. through a government program. The half-orphans would sometimes try to accentuate their mutty-ness by coloring in their freckles.


Sans Make-up for the First Time!

I’ll enjoy them while they come in this summer, no coloring necessary.

Anything’s possible with my new itsy-bitsy-tiny-winy yellow polka-dot bikini...

Oh yeah! You see those freckles?!...

yeah neither do i

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