WTF Wednesday came on Tuesday this week. Got the dishwasher all loaded. Close it up. Push the buttons. Walk away. Realize, a bit later, I’m not hearing dishwashing sounds. WTF? WTF is our Bosch dishwasher has an E24 Error Code. The E24 Error Code means your dishwasher is not draining. Well, fuck. The good news…
I don’t know why we now have these designated days like “Black Friday”, “Cyber Monday” and now “Giving Tuesday. But I did use Giving Tuesday to remind myself of the theater groups that are struggling to hang on until the end of the pandemic. Many of them have come up with very clever ways to…
I made my Grandpa Cotter’s Deer Camp Chili recipe the other day. Either there were a lot of guys up at that deer camp or they were astoundingly hungry. I ended up making a vat of the stuff. (Perhaps I exaggerate a wee bit.) It’s pretty good, although it is truly Michigan chili – not…
We just made it through Thanksgiving. Hopefully most people made the decision to stay safe and stay at home rather to gather to celebrate. For many fat people, family gatherings do not feel like a celebration but rather a gamut to run, fending off health trolling, lookism, ableism, and plain old fat phobia from the…
I don’t have a lot of specific memories of Thanksgiving. We often had family over; and I always preferred the kids’ table, because that meant sitting with cousins – first the Harris boys, and later on with our dear cousins Alice and Marilyn. I know one year we didn’t have family over (I don’t remember…
First, WTF to myself – because it’s really Thursday – just barely, but still it’s Thursday because I couldn’t motivate myself to write anything until finally the guilt has built up sufficiently to force me to put fingers to computer keyboard. I had to go to the grocery store this morning. I had to go…
You know that thing where you are onstage and you look out over the audience and there’s one person who clearly does not want to be there? That one person with a deep set frown, arms crossed, glaring at the stage? Or even the one person who is sound asleep? (It happens. I’ve seen it.)…
I am a firm believer that breakfast for dinner is a-okay. I also have never been able to make an omelet. Okay, truth – I’ve never actually tried. Just looking at how it is done is enough for me to know this is something that I don’t need to try. But I found a recipe…
A retail chain in Taiwan (RT-Market) was called to task for some size descriptions for women’s clothing. They designated size XL as Rotten. They designated size XXL as Extra Rotten. And they designated size XXXL as Rotten to the Core. The chain claims this happened in only one store and has apologized – one of…
I am still putting up Christmas ornaments. The tree went up on Sunday. The last of the lights went on Tuesday. I expect I could still be putting on ornaments well into 2021; unless I exercise some self-restraint (not something I’m known for). I have sooooooooo many ornaments. And I love my ornaments. My Christmas…
You know that thing where you misjudge where the corner of the wall is (or just how FAT of a fat old lady you are) as you walk by? And then you end up scraping some sticky-out bit of yourself against that corner? Well, I did that the other day. It hurt like the blazes. …
I think every person in theater must have a space dedicated to storing all the things they have solely for theater. I already discussed makeup. But what about your theatrical jewelry? Your costume accessories? Your theater shoes? Hats? And your out-and-out costumes? Plus, you can’t ever get rid of anything from your own wardrobe, because…
For the first time in many (many) years, the Christmas tree is up (and partly decorated). I know, it’s early. But I need it for the background for my video for Sunnyvale Community Player’s Holiday At Home video. I have been avoiding putting up the tree for all these years because I was worried how…
Been busy. Still fat. Still old. Fat old people exist.
First, congrats to yours truly for having a blog idea and actually starting the post before said idea disappeared in the echoing empty halls of my fat old lady brain. (See, I do know better.) Second, I am so pleased that I have FINALLY mastered the art of making crescent dogs. You know, that delectable…
