Brokeness... That's *My* Livelihood
by Amy Austin on August 31, 2009
So, yeah... this is the longest period of involuntary unemployment I've experienced in at least 20 years, I believe. But to add insult to injury... I've had to go through the ringer lately with getting my Florida license and tag shit paid for, too. I guess I'm supposed to be grateful to have gotten it done this month, though, since -- as of tomorrow, 01 September -- Florida is hiking the hell out of all of these fees. I looked at the schedule for both, and all I can say is... woof. Sombitch. That's what Gleason's Justice would say, anyway. And if dear old Redd Foxx were still alive, too -- God bless both of their funny asses -- this is what he would say, I'm sure.
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Lori Lancaster | September 1, 2009
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Nocturnal e-Musings
Amy Austin counts down the days until... something... Read more »
Hard Up For A Laugh...
Lest anyone think I am only doom and gloom (yes, I have been accused in the past... both outright and subtly), I just wanted to share an example of an average e-mail catching up with my "bestie" (*giving up on resisting the trendy vocab, despite sounding thirteen when using it*). Yes... Go »Another Bummer... WHATIF
While I'm at it, I might as well post on the same topic that prompted me to start this blog... weird dreams. And in this particular case, *bad* dreams... Go »Eureka!
I am still using all of my energy just to recuperate right now and had not intended to share much in the way of details, but now that it's out there... First, my impromptu visit to see Steve and his lovely wife, Brenda. It is certainly never my intent to blindside anyone with an unexpected drop-in visit -- least of all someone I've never met before! Go »"Bambi & Thumper Need A New Home" or "The Good, The Bad and The Ugly"
Well... quite a bit has been happening with me lately, but I haven't been too keen to share for a few different reasons. One, just the mixed nature of it all makes it a little difficult for me to process -- although I am so very grateful for the good things, it also makes things pretty difficult to convey without somehow feeling rather pathetic and *un*grateful in the telling of it. Go »Must Love Dogs
Someone I know (I guess you could say "a friend") who's been trying to break into politics for the last six months or so (starting with a mayoral race, lol) recently asked me (via Facebook chat) how I was doing (hadn't seen or talked to him in months). This is pretty much how that went: Mayor McCheese: So how's it going? Me: Shitty. Go »
Jackie Mason | September 1, 2009
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