Month: November 2015

Im not S.A.D.

I absolutely adoring this shitty weather. Unlike most Southern Californians after a few days of glorious rain, I get depressed when the sun comes out. I know, I’m a little Southern California weirdo. As I drove through fog, wind and snow today I enjoyed every gloomy moment of what is an extremely weak November storm. …

That time I was stranded in the forest with a bunch of drunk hicks…. What I mean is, every day….

Living in the mountains has its ups and downs. I love the winter snow storms. I can stay curled up inside with my two cats for days, making soup, reading, yelling at cats, and watching horse racing on TVG. The summers in the mountains are just as peaceful. If I could I would spend everyday …

Cats… Freedom on the Freeway

    My father is a fan of saving a buck or two. When I was growing up that meant collecting spare cans and never turning on a single light. I’m really good at seeing in the dark. That also means instead of fancy toys, growing up, we had cats, lots of cats. My mom didn’t buy …

Monster Eggs; or Why Dad is not allowed in the kitchen

    One thing in life is guaranteed.     No not death.     Not taxes.     If Dad is in the kitchen, Mom is pissed off.     My Dad loves to cook and bake and it makes my clean freak mother crazy.     There is one thing my dad has always cooked very well;     My Dad makes the …