Archive for April, 2023

My Love Language In Action

April 28, 2023

When someone tells me they’re making a quick store run and asks if I need anything I say, “Please pick up this one thing for me if you can.”

When *I* say I’m making a quick store run and I’m suddenly handed a list of a dozen of more things “since I’m going to be there anyway” I say, “I’ll see what I can do.”

It’s Also Irritating

April 27, 2023

It’s a dangerous thing to mistake speaking without thought for speaking the truth.

Benoit Blanc, Glass Onion (2022)

Because That’s What I Was Feeling Too

April 26, 2023

I wrote yesterday’s entry, in part, to help cheer up L., and instead I think I amazed them.

To the best of my recollection, their exact words upon reading it were, “How did you know what I was feeling?”

That About Covers It, Yeah

April 25, 2023

No. No. Be of good cheer. If science teaches us anything, it teaches us to accept our failures, as well as our successes, with quiet dignity and grace.

Son of a b****! B*****d! I’ll get you for this! What did you do to me? What did you do to me?

Dr. Frederick Frankenstein succinctly summing up the feelings in this house following the Hakuto-R Mission 1 attempt.

The Accent Is Coming Out For This One

April 24, 2023

What’s that? You’re asking me if I’d want a drag queen telling stories at a library?

Maybe. Are they a good storyteller? I need more information before I could make an informed decision.

Look, I get what you’re asking, but consider this: Just because you think grandma over there looks the part, don’t mean she ain’t killed and ‘et a whole mess o’ people in ‘er time, ya hear?

Because I’ll Give You One If It’ll Make You Happy!

April 21, 2023

After hearing far too many people of a certain age on social media saying things like, “And we didn’t have no damn ‘participation trophies!'” like it’s a badge of angry honor, I have to ask:

Do you want one? It that why you’re so mad all the time?

I Think That’s A Little Harsh . . . But Funny

April 20, 2023

Yesterday, in anticipation of summer, I gave our dog, Isa, an admittedly rather severe trimming. I’ve been told that L. (gleefully, I should add) has described her as looking like a rat with a dog’s head pasted on it.

The Downed Goose Then Swam Away As If Nothing Had Happened

April 19, 2023

When people are contemplating Nature, I suspect they rarely, if at all, contemplate how animals can screw up too. But they really should, at least now and then, if only to prepare themselves for the sight I saw today:

One goose was pursuing another through the air, and the calls they were making sounded decidedly unfriendly to me. Perhaps that’s why the goose being pursued made a dive for the topmost branches of a tree before peeling away at the last second. The pursuing goose was . . . unprepared for this move, it seems, and plowed directly through the tree, causing the goose to dramatically spin out of control like a WWII fighter plane in a black and white movie until the goose hit the water nose first (also like a WWII fighter plane in a black and white movie).

Welcome To My Tuesday

April 18, 2023

L.: Well . . . she murdered me today.

Me: I knew that was the plan; I was there when she rolled the die.

Welcome To My Monday

April 17, 2023

(The background story: L. and their mother are currently in the midst of some friendly PvP in their current game, and apparently L’s Mother wants the timing of her attacks to be random, presumably so they are unpredictable. None of which is really known to me at the time.)

L’s Mother: *rolls a die while I’m talking to her* Okay, now I know when I’m going to murder them.