Hi. I’m Chair. I’m old, but you can’t call me “Old Chair”–I’ve been called that too often throughout my life. People have called me “Old Chair,” “Ugly Blue Chair,” and even “Worthless Piece of Garbage Chair,” but my new owner … Continue reading
Oh boy, am I ever in a good mood today! Look at what the forecast is**: Can’t see? I’ll zoom in on it: See that, there at the end, under the bright yellow sun under the word “SUN?” Seventy-one degrees! … Continue reading
Now, let’s talk about exercise. Growing up I was active enough. I climbed trees, participated in summer league softball (faithfully for 10 years), and jumped on the trampoline. I also fought viciously with my older sister, ran wild through the … Continue reading
They finally phoned. They phoned, and I was less-than-thrilled. Meeting two new people, inviting them into my “not-quite-decorated-even-though-I’m-unemployed” house, letting them sit on my red sofa (whilst banishing myself to the wooden Amish chair which is less of a chair … Continue reading
As old as I keep getting, I never really seem to learn anything. Why do I spout off hurtful vendettas without thinking things through first? I don’t know, really. There are two sides to every story (sometimes three or four, … Continue reading
I have a newfound respect for truck drivers. When I first met Poor Kyle, he was a semi truck driver. Clean shaven and hygienic though he was, I always felt like he could do so much more with his life … Continue reading
I flipped off the sky today. Gave it the good ol’ middle finger. Because it’s perfectly gray–so much so that it completely devours the horizon. Does that even register in your heads, my Arizona friends? Imagine if you can: snow … Continue reading