Zella died today. She was our 11+ year old German shepherd. Actually, she was my husband’s dog. He came with a dog, I came with a cat; they are both now gone. I was never a dog person, especially a large dog person. The main reason for this was that I was not around dogs [...]
So I know I can’t stop gushing about the San Diego ComicCon. I was so excited to being going and each day I looked forward to its attendance. See, here’s the deal. You think you KNOW what the Con is all about, don’t you? Superman and Batman and Green Lantern and nerds dressed like Star [...]
As I stepped out of the airport and in to the parking garage, I was hit with a wall of humidity. It was only 83 degrees, even at 10:30 at night, but the air was thick and moist; it felt heated, like I was in a sauna. As we then entered our house, still sticky with sweat, [...]
Too tired to write what I saw. Here are pics instead: Incredible, eh? First purchase of the day was from Artist Sisters. Aren’t these Ugly Dolls cute? Emily the Strange. Con-goers striking a pose. 0 I Like This
This was written in 2006 upon my return from that year’s International Comic Convention. 2006 was my first ComicCon. Let me say straight away that I was not disappointed. I didn’t give much thought to what I expected, but looking back I realized that I expected a Star Trek-esque thing to be going on. I [...]
I have begun a list in my head, not even on paper yet. I have gotten a haircut and bought a bathing suit. Today I will go to the library to check out Sue Grafton’s “T is for Trespass” for the flight and I will get a pedicure. Although this upcoming trip isn’t technically a [...]
I have been very busy lately hunting down streetcars for Young Leadership Council‘s Streetcar Named Inspire project. In addition to snapping pics of streetcars all around New Orleans, we have also been interviewing artists and blogging about all things NOLA streetcars. Go here to read all about it! 0 I Like This
Growing up, my mother was the height of organization and cleanliness. My mother was a stay-at-home mother that cleaned and cooked. A lot. She’d fuss if we didn’t make the bed in the morning and if we dumped our school books on the kitchen table in the afternoon. Twice a year, my mother would take [...]
The following morning, my sister called first thing with no new news. That, we knew, was bad. I drove into the office in an attempt to feel normal. Distractedly, I did what I could in the way of work. This was interrupted before noon with a call from my sister. She was at the hospital [...]
The next morning, I called the hospital and was told the clot had not cleared and that discussions were being had with my grandfather for surgery. I grabbed my knitting bag and sped to the hospital. I returned to the dreaded third floor. I saw only my uncle, his red eyes indicated that he had [...]