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Sunday, January 15, 2017

My Thoughts

Disclosure of embarrassing information should not be confused with disinformation.

 you know you're from wisconsin when every post on your feed is about the packers.. - YaYa

Saturday, January 14, 2017

RIP Ringling Bros

Whhhhattt?? Oh no, this is legitimately awful news. Score another ill-deserved victory for the animal nuts. Ringling Brothers . . . man, they seemed as eternal as the stars. RIP.





Zoe Saldana Spits Some Truth

 True. 


Girl Scout Cookies for Sale!

My girls are selling Girl Scout cookies! If you want some yummy treats, and/or have a familial or cultural obligation to support GSA or one of my girls, let me know!






Friday, January 13, 2017

Thanks for the Money: How to Use My Life Story to Become the Best Joel McHale You Can Be by Joel Mchale

Book #3 of 2017 was funny, pointless, and showed only the faintest knowledge of the written word. I enjoyed it.

LOL

And well deserved.

William Peter Blatty

I'm very sorry to hear that William Peter Blatty, the writer of the exceptional "The Exorcist," has passed away. 

RIP sir. You done good.

Thursday, January 12, 2017

Girl Scout Cookies Are Coming!

 Count down!! Gonna need alot of help from friends and family.... Three girls selling this year!!! - Lisa



Wednesday, January 11, 2017

We Eat Our Own by Kea Wilson

#2 of 2017: I have mixed feelings about this book. Wilson can write, to be sure, and the first few pages alone took my breath away and sucked me in. But I soon grew fatigued. In the end there is too much style, too much talent on display just for its own sake, and not enough story.

An Old Favorite

Listening to Meryn Cadell, happily introducing the next generation to her song, "Barbie". Thanks to Sioux for introducing me over 20 years ago. Good memories. I've been redeemed, lol - LIsa

Monday, January 9, 2017

The Ghosts Were Active

Not a restful night for Team Slap. I woke up no less than 3 times, once from a nightmare, once from Lisa nearly shoving me off the bed, and once to investigate a persistent tapping noise that woke us both up (apparently a cat toying with the litter box). I gave up on sleep at 5:30. In the morning Smiley reported waking up several times from nightmares; independently of one another, so did YaYa and Junie. "The ghosts were active here last night," I told them.