If we use a very loose definition of “frequently,” the title of this post is completely appropriate, so you hush.
Is that really you in your profile picture?
Yup. I’m the world’s smartest golden retriever. I sneak on at night when my owners are sleeping and post away. Sometimes, they notice the keys are all wet from [...]

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I’m a city girl at heart. If I could afford to live downtown in a renovated warehouse loft, I would. Okay, so living someplace like that with Bill and three kids would be…not that great, but I’m trying to make a point here.
I prefer funky and hip and urban living conditions. I want to be [...]

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…that I have a secret desire to be a Stepford. I want to be one of those women who laugh at how terribly uncreative Martha Stewart is. I want to be one of those women who whips up some crazy gourmet meal with flour, bacon and garlic being the only ingredients available. I want to [...]

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I suffer from a serious inability to overcome stationary inertia when it comes to having a social life. I live in a neighborhood filled with friendly and cool people. How many of them do I actually know? Two. No, seriously. Two.
Why? Because making friends with anyone would require that I get up and leave the [...]

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Somehow, living in Stepford has started to warp me. I’m actually doing neighborhood crap and enjoying it! For those of you who don’t know, I’m a skosh anti-social. Not in the classic sense of the word, I guess. I don’t have anti-social tendencies or anything. (Well, not many. :grin:) But I just don’t have much [...]

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