The Shattered Prayer

Today my mother asked me, “So how old are you going to be tomorrow?”
And I answered “Forty-somethingmumblemumble”.
And she began waxing nostalgic about the day they brought me home when I was adopted. I had colic for 6 months, and she ended up in the hospital from nervous exhaustion (how sentimental). She also told […]

Tonight on Ghosthunters, TAPS investigated the Goldfield Hotel in Goldfield, Nevada. Woohoo! Thats my hotel. The one that Steff is going to buy for me when she wins the lottery.
I was a bit disappointed that they didn’t spend more time in the basement, but overall it was a good investigation.

I had cheesecake for breakfast this morning. Highly recommended, that.
Anyhoo, the countdown is on. This begins the twelve days of Tahitimas. According to R the P, Tahitimas will be on the 23rd this year. Thats the day Richard, Mojo and I will get together for our annual Tahitimas Mexican dinner.
So, twelve more days […]

With Nanowrimo coming up, I’ve been thinking a lot about writing. Thinking about it. Not actually doing it.

I’ve decided to start naming my characters after senders of spam email. I mean, the spam that fills up my email at a rate of 250 mails per day really needs to be put to some use. […]

So whaddya do with all that extra time?
Play video games.

Nah not really. I do a lot of reading because my mind isn’t clear and focused enough to do much else. Yet. But I enjoy the extra time, and I like knowing its there for when I adjust.
If I adjust.
And I do seem […]

Just kidding. Its not that bad.

I missed my third nap of the day yesterday. Mom had to go to the hospital last night. She’s doing much better this morning.
“Can you take KK to school?” she asks.
“You know I’ve got a suspended licence”.
“Well just don’t get caught”.
As noted in the comments […]

I’m quite looking forward to my first nap of the day.

I just woke up from 3 hours (more like 3 and a half) of core sleep. I almost overslept but I had to take KK to school so I was up at 7:30. I’d meant to get up at seven.
I had two naps yesterday. […]

Brittany Spears on my back porch, and I’m giving her relationship advice. Now see… this is the stuff that I do not want to remember.

I’ve noticed too, that insomnia is self-perpetuating. Once you start experiencing the difficulty sleeping, you start to fear going to sleep, because you’re afraid you’ll have difficulty sleeping. And you’re […]

R the P can breathe now. Three cheers for that, even if I did get pissy with him earlier (”how DARE that breathing bastard come here and flaunt his free-breathing ways in front of the breathless! That… that… air-abusing monster!”
But he should know by now that its all about me. Me me me me me! And of […]

That was the subject of the email I received from some activist group or another. I get so many these days they all become a blur, and I think because of this vast proliferation of activism emails, I may well have run out of give-a-shits.
What’s the last thing I’d want to find on my […]

To let you know I’m still blogging. And don’t forget - tarot readings are available free for the duration of the Blogathon. All readings will be published here - this is, after all, for charity. So come, get your request in.
If you wait until the wee hours, the readings are gonna suck. Probably won’t even […]

So the night before the blogathon, my niece decides to have a friend over for a sleepover. Yeah, thats all I need. The high-pitched sound of giggling pre-teen girls is not exactly conducive to sleep.
On the other hand, a couple of shots of whiskey is.
So I did, in the end, get some sleep. […]

Stay tuned to find the answers to these important questions:
Was Bas first in line for the new Harry Potter book? Did he score?
Has Shattered Prayer rebelled against Richard the Previous? Will he ever make another post?
Will strippers be hired in time for the Blogathon?
Will we find a chocolate bunny large enough to house all […]

I wondered why Lois Lane got so much attention and so many votes while Captain Marvel, Jr. lay there, largely ignored. Then it hit me! Captain Marvel, Jr. was too serious. He wasn’t sexy enough. All Lois wanted was some super-loving from a man of steel. All Cap, Jr. wanted […]

This is the space where the Captain Marvel, Jr post would be, if there were a Captain Marvel, Jr post.
Paypack is hell, you see. And all those times R the P bugged me to write a post are now being returned threefold. I figger he’s having trouble logging in again. Or maybe he wrote […]