Happy Wednesday. I hope this post finds you well. I’m still not feeling ready to return to making videos. Ever since Morgan got sick I’ve been feeling extremely insular and quiet. We finally have a diagnosis on her. She had
She came into our lives a feral, totally unsocialized little scruffy ball of fluff. We didn’t know she hadn’t been socialized–the vet clinic we got her from didn’t tell us that. We don’t even know if they knew. They had
I realized this blog post somehow disappeared when we moved my blog over. Many posts did, actually. But I wanted this post on my blog, because it meant so much to me, and I still feel the same. I wrote
I just want to sit and eat cookies. And watch movies. And play games. I’m tired. I am sad because of David Bowie and Alan Rickman–two great talents in one week. I can’t help but thinking, boy a lot of
GOOD NIGHT MAJOR TOM GOOD NIGHT ZIGGY STARDUST GOOD NIGHT JARETH, GOBLIN KING GOOD NIGHT, YOU BRILLIANT MAN WHO TOUCHED SO MANY LIVES, INCLUDING MINE. GOOD NIGHT, DAVID BOWIE. “Though I’m past one hundred thousand miles I’m feeling very still
Blessed Samhain! May this burnt orange season lead you safely between worlds as the veils lift.