Author: Laura

uncensored brain sewage

I’m old enough now to say “I remember when…”, as in, I remember when I used to pay 79 cents for a gallon of gas. Remember that? It was the first year I was driving, the fall of 1996. Then the following summer the price 

so this is what it’s like

We went out this weekend for the very first time in our own city. It was January we moved here. It was nine months ago. It took us that long to finally crawl out of our cave and have some fun. That’s how long it 

nonsensical rant #305

I struggle sometimes to find things to write about without bitching. Without complaining about what things are wrong, or what things could be better. Because nobody wants to read about how good I have it, do they? Or maybe they do, but I’ve never been 

he he :)

I’m going to see Coldplay in 25 days 🙂 The tickets were $95 each, for lawn seats. I’ve never spent that much on concert tickets before, so it better be fun!

i pledge allegiance to the flag…

My husband, being the cynical Brit that he is, wonders about the American patriotic arrogance. He wonders why there is an American flag outside every home and building. What is our deal with the flag? I didn’t know we were arrogant (and I bet a 

SUPERglue

Royal Oak smells like garbage today. And I don’t know if that’s just because it’s so hot here (and everywhere else today) and the world is just decomposing, or because the air pump I used to fill up my tires was near a trash bin. 

mindless babble

The story of my morning is avoidance. I’m writing this blog entry because I can’t figure out what comes next in my current short story. I wrote the beginning, I know the end, and now I’m stuck in this ugly and hazy web of a 

lazy bum

Some days I have absolutely no interest in accomplishing anything. I did nothing today and I don’t feel bad about it. I didn’t write anything, edit anything. I didn’t read anything that mattered. Didn’t go to the post office. Didn’t buy milk. Oh well. Days 

blame the evil video game

This baffles me. A Minnesota organization issued a nationwide parental alert Friday about the video game, “Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas,” claiming that it contains hidden pornography. A modification can be downloaded from the Internet that allows players to see female characters naked, and show 

shades of spilled paint

When young light breaks sky      like seven shades of spilled paint, I want to be that energy. So went a little poem I wrote ages ago, or so it seems, in January of this year. We woke up at sunrise, the first night in our