About the Blog and Me and Stuff

 
The Blog

Umm…This blog runs contrary to what advice-y-izers  (hmmm…there ought to be a simpler word than that) advise; e.g. stick to one topic, post daily, etc.  Gonna write about what I want, when I want, regardless of blog-stat hit-a-bility.  If you don’t appreciate the eclectic nature of the blog, your loss…

You Won’t Catch This Writer Selling Out For Success!

…is mine.  (sob!) What writer doesn’t want an audience? But am not willing to compromise to gain fame.

(Oh, what horse-hockey. Am willing to sell my firstborn and my secondborn.  I’ll even have my uterus re-implanted to sell a third.  Just am not up to blogging any other way than how I’m doin’ it now–sporadically, oddly.)

The blog covers all sorts of stuff, but you can find what hits YOUR interest easily by using the menus, BRILLIANTLY organized by topic:  Science, History, etc. (“Snarky” means snotty and sarcastic. “Popular” means more than one person read the posts. That pretty much covers the really mysterious menu categories.)

Just poke around and find what YOU like.

Right now, I’m trying to post at least weekly. Hah! We’ll see how long THAT lasts!

Now That Is Really Desperate: Changing Your Name to Rhyme With “Famous” (And What’s With That Creepy Freudian “Li’l Sack” Labeling? Ew. Just Ew.)

Me

Here’s an actual sad sack:  Abusive childhood, abusive marriage, abusive health:   Systemic lupus, Behcet’s (I no longer have the vaginal cooties–thank you, meds!), Meniere’s, chronic migraine, spine eaten some by the lupus. (I walk, bend, twist, squat, all those things. Standing still, though…)

Asperger’s too, but I’m way above Rain Man level.   Basically, just your average girl.  Other than talking to myself in public, that is.
 
Thank goodness, have retained my sense of humor, though often the only one amused at what I find amusing.  This is merely a mark of distinction.  Or, possibly, extinction, in the big-picture evolutionary sense.

Speaking of pictures, here’s me (in 2014), and my google+ and LinkedIn profiles, for the most bored among you who bothered to stick this far:

(Sorry, folks, the latter has been temporarily unlinked whilst I cruise the muddy online dating waters of Tons ‘o’ Tuna and “Oh, Hey, Stupid!”–really don’t want any nasty sharks to drill down and show up at my home address uninvited.)
 

Me Laughing At You Laughing At Me

Googley

Linked-y

Why not Facebookety?  Don’t use it. Not dem dizzy googley circles, eeder.
 
Since you can’t get to those right now, I’ll tell you I used to be:
assistant director, chambermaid, programmer, executive secretary, security guard, technical writer, short-order cook, teacher, telephone solicitor, grant writer, systems analyst, hostess, financial advisor assistant, DBA, and unemployed person. (I may have missed a couple.)

Stuff

Walnuts and raisins.

Eggs benedict. Yummy.

Chocolate chip cookies.
Mmmmmm.

Peanut butter and bacon on toast. Mmmmmm…crunchy.
Too bad I eat only turkey bacon now.

 
What do you mean, there’s stuff other than food?
 
 
2014-03–Added a coupla lines re: What the blog’s about and how often I’m trying to post, ’cause somebody said I should add these and I ALWAYS do what I’m told. Except when I don’t.
 
2014-08–Added clarification that I don’t have vaginal cooties, ’cause my online dating profiles point to this blog, so…ahem.