Category Archives: babby

Confrontational

There is a distant relation who emails me – albeit infrequently – terrible dirrrty jokes, warnings about the lead that might be in my lipstick, instructions for women on how to get to our cars safely, “pass this on and … Continue reading

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I’m Trying to Build A Birdhouse In my Soul But Someone Took My Damn Hammer. Bastard.

It occurs to me that this might be a more appropriate countdown: It’s not that people are any more annoying than usual. People are exactly the same as they were yesterday. (Useless bags of skin who talk too much without … Continue reading

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Saint Aardvark Made Me Do It

We can only fight Geddes if we learn her methods and how to use her weapons! Huzzah! I have a cold. A cold! How stupid! It’s finally spring outside, with sunshine and warmth and I have been waiting to wear … Continue reading

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I’m Starting Up a Posse

Just LOOK at what a little harmless surfing can bring out of the woodwork. No, at least it’s not a hot dog suit. Yes, it’s a bear suit for your baby that costs One Hundred Thirty Dollars. In case there … Continue reading

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In Which You May Giggle

This photo of Saint Aardvark makes me laugh hysterically. Perhaps it will do for you as well. As well, here is my view from above these days: “The [feet are] far away… (About 93 million miles away, and that’s why … Continue reading

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