I blame Hatter Potter…

Let me climb up on my soapbox here. Hang on, almost there. What the hell was that popping noise? A hip is not supposed to make that sound...OK. Now, let me catch my breath...So I've been reading lots of stories-in-progress in my creative writing class at grad school. Some are better than others; some I … Continue reading I blame Hatter Potter…

I bet we’ve all had days like these…

So part of this copyright law class I'm taking in grad school sends me surfing the web regularly in search of answers to various finer points of the law. What better place to find what you're looking for than seeking it out from the source, right?So I've already been a time or twelve to the U.S. … Continue reading I bet we’ve all had days like these…

Would you be MY valentine?

So yeah, I followed his advice buying flowers. Sue me. But I can't help but relish his words on the importance of these calendar-bred days, nor his revelation of "sorry chump" the rest of the year, even today as it may have proven. Anyone else ready for a redo?

Where did the maid go?

I intend to write a strongly worded letter to my housekeeper.You know, that little bitch left literally piles of dirty dishes in my sink. I'm talking about shit from Monday at this point. Stuff is starting to grow on this enormous pile. The corpses of dead mosquito hawks are staring blankly from their foul, watery … Continue reading Where did the maid go?

So this is grad school. Part 2….

This is beautiful, trust me...PROF'S REPONSE AFTER READING:Haha! I had quite a few laughs reading your post.But to elaborate on the title of the journal since I was a part of that discussion, it's called Huizache (the Spanish version of huisache) because it's considered a weed tree. People are always trying to get rid of … Continue reading So this is grad school. Part 2….