…Like a Woman Scorned.
Guess Who’s Jealous, Now…?! I was telling Ruby tonight about posting my Dad’s harrowing experience on the ice in 1938. I had been about to add that I thought he was jealous of all the attention she was getting from my readers. I didn’t get the chance, because once I told her the story she […]
So, Is India the New World Power, Now?!
Lost in Translation? Okay, I’m having trouble following… I’m unemployed. The last thing I want is to have to go back to retail. Well, no, actually, the last thing I want is to have to go back to a call center – but retail is pretty freaking close behind… I just went back to school […]
Ruby’s Right – You Can’t Trust That Internet.
Team in Winter – Source Unknown I found this info while looking for links for this waaaaaay back story of my dad’s that he told me on Saturday. I’m still shaking my head. Ruby says you can’t trust that Internet – and I guess she’s right, this time, at least. This is not a “Ghost […]
Money, Money, Money
Who doesn’t want it? Really? Liar. I spent years not giving a damn about money. It’s true, I did. I couldn’t care less, as long as I was “getting by”, and it never took much for me to “get by”. Still doesn’t. The difference now, is that I look at “getting by” a little differently. […]
Ruby Relents… Sort Of.
Ruby’s Mom & Dad – March 23, 1909 Meet Ruby’s Mom and Dad. This photo was taken on their wedding day. It took a lot of begging, but Ruby finally let me take the picture home, frame and all, to scan it. It kind of looks as though Ruby’s Mom has her hands in her […]
Okay, So I’ve Jumped on Another Band-Wagon…
I’ve been asked to write a post about Blogsvertise. Yes, it’s one of those services that pays bloggers to write about products, services, and websites. I’ve long been looking for a way to monetize Where the Walls are Soft, partially because I once was heavy into online marketing, proving to myself that it is possible […]
Be One with the Shovel…
Cardiogirl said that in her comments yesterday, and I’ve adopted it as my new “creed” of sorts. It just works for pretty much everything, wouldn’t you say? Crap piling up? “Be One with the Shovel.” Live in Canuckia? “Be One with the Shovel.” Gotta get rid of that pesky bill collector? Yeah, it works for […]
Just Call Me “Patches”
So, I swallowed a big lump of pride. I’m on Day 2 of “The Patch”. The fact that I stopped smoking successfully cold turkey in December of ’06 (lasted damned near 5 months, too!), and that it wasn’t that difficult at the time, doesn’t make me feel any less a hypocrite now, for not admitting […]
What Do I Mean?
What Les Becker Means You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow. You are light hearted and accepting. You don’t get worked up easily. Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is. You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone. You […]
Dead on a Dare
Dead on a Dare So, I did it, Suzi. I “killed” The Hummingbird, and I drew a chalk outline around the body. The picture didn’t turn out as well as I’d hoped – probably drawing in the mush and the muck of a Canuckian sidewalk in winter had something to do with that, but having […]
Work Boots ‘n Dancin’ Shoes
Elle, from Maxwell the Tattooed Boy and Other Astounding Joys, wrote about her grandmother in a post yesterday. Her Grandma was a Flapper in the Roaring Twenties, a time that fascinates me (I’m in – okay, mostly out of, lately – the midst of a novelish-type project about those days). Suzi wondered in Elle’s comments […]
So, Ruby’s Mom Had. No. Forearms.
January 15, 2008 How cool is that?! I think it’s the cat’s ass, myself. Okay, onto the original subject, for which I have no pic, which is why I had to post the groovy-cool gizmo link… I’ve been harangued about this subject since I first brought it up, by all the Ruby fans (okay, mostly […]
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