Sunday, November 20, 2011


Somebody said some ridiculously nice shit about me and I just wanted to save it for posterity.  You know, during those times when I have to pick up my dignity out of the dirt and stuff it back in my pockets.

I don't know this chick who writes this blog, but she said some cool things about me.  And I like that.  It makes my middle finger feel twice as big and badass as it really is, which is kinda crooked and pathetic. 

So what did she say, exactly?  This.

"Okay. Let me just say this word of caution: if you are easily offended by language or dark humor, don't get mad at me when you visit this amazing blog and find yourself so entangled in her words. This woman is an AMAZING writer. I found her through a virtual writing society and haven't let go since. When my writing gets weak, or lacks a certain edge, I look to this chick to pull me out of my rut. Amazing in a horribly, demented, high IQ kinda way. Check her out."

Dude.  That shit's like confidence crack.   Pretty cool, yeah?  I thought so.   She writes as De Su Mama and you can read her here. 

I'm running a 5K next Sunday.  Never done it before.  Always wanted to.  So I am.  I know, it's a sad little 5K.  I run more than that every morning.  So then why don't I do the 10K?  I don't know.  Maybe I will.  My husband is running with me.  He pretty much thinks I'm a rock star.  It's so bizarre that after 17 years with him, I so easily forget that if I want something, all I have to do is ask.  He would move galaxies for me.  How could I forget that?



  1. She obviously is one supremely intelligent being. Seriously 5K is not sad. I couldn't run 5A's let alone K's so yea that is an amazing thing and I shall run vicariously through you lol. Sometimes the shiny pretties blind us and we can't see the things right in front of us.

  2. "Amazing in a horribly, demented, high IQ kinda way" - Fabulous. You should have this as one of those bullshit mantra type of things. Especially as you cross the finish line. 11 x