anacronyms

I had to send my entry to the eBook Challenge to Lynn Viehl (who, all things considered, just plain rocks). In order to do that, I had to create the place where the PDF would live. In order to do that, I had to create what WordPress calls a ‘page’, over there on the left, [...]

I’ve been working on my piece for Lynn Viehl’s E-book Challenge.
It’s done. Of course, ‘done’ at the writing portion of Chez Entropez is a relative term. I will go through it several more times before Tuesday night, when I will post it here.
This is the image I’ve done for the cover. The red in [...]

“Be colourful,” we’re told. “Avoid cliche.”
Euphemisms for masturbation are funny. I suspect that this is because, like farts, they refer to something that everybody does (or has done) , yet something that is better left hidden.
All euphemisms are metaphors, and like good metaphor, a good euphemism for beating off slips under the radar. The reader [...]

Eeek.
The universal sinkhole of expensive kitsch. The nexus of maudlin. Grotesquely tacky.
All this and Thomas Kinkade too!

Apparently, Rush Limbaugh isn’t one to let a chance to attack ‘the left’ get away.
Is it ok if I call Limbaugh a dirtbag now?

Doug’s propogating a meme.
No, I’m not going to tag anybody. If a meme is worth meming, you’ll meme it.

There Ain’t No Such Thing As A Free Lunch. Anybody who tells you otherwise is trying to sell you something.
If you think your husband doesn’t look at that 18 year old’s ass when she walks by in [...]

My mother suffers from a rare disease called Inclusion Body Myositis. She has become progressively more disabled over the last ten years or so. It is now to the point where she is largely housebound, although her healthcare provider was taking her to the senior’s centre once a week. Any kind of trip involves a [...]

I’ve had a driver’s licence for thirty years. I’ve had some periods of my life when I didn’t drive a lot, and others where I did. The last eight years have been the heaviest. I bought a Honda Civic new in 1999, and got rid of it seven years later with more than 330,000 kilometres [...]

In honour of my impending taking of the sxKitten to her first really big rock n’ roll show, I present thirteen Rolling Stones tunes with balls. Thirteen Stones tunes that would sound ultra-dumb if the Beatles had tried to play them.
Thirteen of my favourite Stones tunes. I recalled most of these lyrics from memory – [...]

Partly prompted by Doug’s musings on death and critical illness.
Things I worry about:

I worry about whether or not I’m going to be able to do my job today.
I worry about whether or not I’m doing the right thing for my kids.
I worry about whether I’m going to be able to provide for Christine when we [...]