GET IT RIGHT
Playful … Pink … Paws …
“No Sweat. Nose Wet. Nah, Regret.”
… So, What The Hell Are We Doing Wrong?
After The Holidays … Jonesing For A Little Goofy Fun …
And, Wanna Cruise In A Life-Size Snow Globe On Wheels? Continue reading “Snow Globe Conversion Kit”
Some Borrowed …
Some Très Bleu. Continue reading “Kuchedisms”
After Work Last Night …
A Planned Office Thing. Previous Plans For A Larger Soirée Tanked. Good Intentions Thwarted. Continue reading “When Sushi Bites Back”
Well, Your “Sunday Go-To-Brunch” Good News Just Got All The Way Awesome ..
“Kuched Is Over-Stocked On Wit.”
That’s All Right. Surprised? I’m Not. Continue reading “Puns For Hire”
Yes, It’s Contagious …
A Good Thing. Stop Scratching. Or, It’ll Scar.
“Don’t Cha Worry, ‘Cause I’ve Got The Fix, My Darlings.”
… The Ointment. Anecdote to the Antidote to Aunty Dotty. Topical Greasy Stuff … To Make The Rash Go Away (Before Tinder Swipe Right-Fright-Nite). Continue reading “The ‘Hoochie Koochies’ Are Coming!”
Yeah, But Not That Chad, Silly. Maybe, You Were Thinking Lowe … Rob’s Baby Bro?
Or, Chad Smith. Drummer (Cool). Red Hot Chilli Peppers.
Chad Kroeger – Hey, Did He Ever Get His Nickelback? – Nope, Again.
And, Definitely Not Chad Michaels. Dude’s Such A Drag … Queen. Continue reading “So, Chad Called …”
To Cupcake Cache Blog for selecting me – Kuched – for the Special Blogger Award Nomination.
This is my
second first blogger award nomination; as I received another one – Sunshine Blogger Award – later the same week – and now, have answered them out of order. Because, I am blissfully clueless as to dates, details and protocol. Continue reading “Special Blogger Award Nom”
Raw. Naked. Like A Shucked Oyster Bathing In Its Liquory Brine …
I’ve Seen The New Quadrant Of Evil. Continue reading “This Ain’t No Party”
Sky Diving. Rolling Bocce. Rock Climbing.
On My Way Home From Grocery Shopping.
“My Free-Run Brown Eggs Rarely Make It To ‘Mi Casa es Su Casa’ The Way They Left The Chicken.”
… Maybe I Should. Continue reading “Cracked Shells”
Eyes Of Cleopatra …
Silky Sheen On Striped Tabby Coat
Mittens White As Snow.
… Bastet Reincarnate … My Giza Kitty. Continue reading “The Dingleberry Hop”
We’re Toxic Together … And, We Can’t Live With Or Without Each Other …
It’s On Me. I’m A User. An Abuser.
… It’s A Bad Habit Of Mine. Continue reading “U & Me”
Literally, As In … The Rocky Horror Picture Show … Fo Sho!
An unwatchable parade of Tuck n’ Taped – Female Impersonators – Doing The Time Warp.
The Opening Number at The Opening (Night) of a new Interior Design Joint. Continue reading “Girls Night Out (Act Two)”
Banning Halloween Treats @ The Office.
I mean, I’ve got The Resting Pr!ck Face for it. So, Why Not?
He’s A Halloweenie Meanie.
I’ve Been Called Substantially Worse. Indicted Just The Once. Plea Bargained It Down To Being A Fool. So, My Records Clean. Continue reading “It’s Not So Bad …”
Is Going On … Question? Statement!
Exasperated. Emphatic. Emotion.
Cussin’ is a Lazy-Tongued Habit – Leaving The Mouth – When Something More Dignified Can Be Said.
Swearing in any language. Necessary on Occasion. When I’m Feeling Continental. Continue reading “Che Cazzo?”
Stop. Back Up. To The Beginning …
Okay, we didn’t actually get in to the bar. Not on the first couple of attempts. That would’ve been way too easy. Of course, My Brethren don’t Do Easy easily.
Epic Fails also isn’t our thing. And, No is never an option. Such was the elevated conundrum in imminent need of a viable solution. Then again, collectively-speaking, we had 3 Undeniably “Jealous Much?” Essential Things Going For Us: Continue reading “The 7 Or Was It 9 Of Us?”
Except Where I Left It …
I’ll check that place later
If I can remember to remember
… Where That Place Is. Continue reading “Has Anyone Seen My Library Card?”
Mind Chatter – Background Noise Of Discontent – Pre-empted And Derailed All Hope Of Resting …
A Good Night’s Sleep was something I couldn’t even dream about. How’s that for poetic irony?
Malaise crept in. Focus slipped out. I drifted into a numb trance.
… Uncertainty filled the void, anchored by Worry and Thoughtless Thoughts. Continue reading “Sunday Is My Unday”
A Personal Day …
Gifted it to Myself.
Is what I did.
“Just Like I Promised, But Almost Never Do.”
I’ve earned it (*).
End Unnecessarily Entitled Self-Validation Preoccupation. Continue reading “Mick Easy”
Training. Working Out.
Doing something more than nothing.
Sweating, again, and doesn’t it feel good?
At a local gym.
I Got To Thinking About Happy.
Not the Gluten-Free, Ketogenic diversion we could truly care less about.
We Love Our Happy simple, comforting and content by familiarity. Continue reading “Rocked My World To A Happy Place”
I’m Doing Three … Taking A Long Five Count.
And, I’ve never done it before.
First timer for Big Self Love. Continue reading “Slow Clap For Self Love”