The No Toast Zone

Not as bland as toast, but just as spicy

Add “Pigeon-hole” to My Murder?

It happens. My little girly brain thinks about things; even stuff not relating to ducks. But, as you know, thinking is tough for the penis-less. We’re just silly girls made for pairing and breeding; not thinking or obstinately expressing those... Continue Reading →


Beautiful Day for a Bitchy Rant

Here’s a little tip; something you may not know about me. A Pro-Mo tip, if you will. There’s no real reason why you should know this so don’t get all angsty for not knowing something, even though I’m totally appalled... Continue Reading →

A No Toast Zone-type Day in the Park

Get your hands out of your lap, Maintenance Guy. There's an axe with your name on it.

Reflections on the Moon

Of course, it just could be my mood. It could be the “reflective” part of my PMS swing. The part that is deep, contemplative, meaningful…right before the terror begins.

Molotov Ink: One woman’s explosive tale

It all began when I decided that being the smartest, funniest, always correct, most meticulous and insightful editor, most fascinating writer, and extremely creative book cover designer in the room wasn't enough. I felt had to bless everyone by sharing... Continue Reading →

To My Dad for Father’s Day

  Bow to the master. I’ve already and always considered my sweet S.O. as someone possessing extreme patience but I hadn’t really considered how patient until he had to see me every single second of every day. Granted, just moving,... Continue Reading →

Because “Nice” Isn’t Getting Me Anywhere

A rant about everyone stupid enough to piss me off. Which apparently are "humans that breathe."

Not Hard to Imagine When It’s Happening

Banana peels...they're everywhere!!


How to answer Google's interview questions, by an expert (who has never done it.)

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