Last week, I read a Daily Kos article about a political fund-raising email that made me feel like one of those cartoon characters that get hit by a rake handle and stand there exaggeratedly vibrating for several seconds afterwards: Sproing!
Thanks to Heidi Herron’s many excellent posts about living in Scott Walker’s Wisconsin and his own actions in office and his news coverage, we at Open Salon and Our Salon now know Scott Walker is a world-champion weasel. A weasel who…Continue
Now that I’ve moved and life is calming down again, I have an actual office / studio, here at Picasso Terrace. Life is good! My new home is superior to my old one in almost every way imaginable—more space and larger rooms, more storage, nice views, a much better kitchen, natural daylight. It also helps that where I’m living, I’m not right by the swimming pool, nor do I have all the local kids playing right outside my office/bedroom windows.
I have to admit…Continue
On Wednesday July 31st, my eyes popped open at 5 something am, and I knew there would be no return to sleep for me. For the rest of the day, adrenaline was going to have to keep me going. Once again, it was Offer Day. I was as apprehensive as some humble shepherd of the ancient world, wondering my sheep’s entrails were going to be enough to secure the favor of the domestic Gods that day. I got through the morning, all right. Offers weren’t due until 2pm—no need…Continue