Or is it virii? (Okay, as a Registered Medical Transcriptionist, I know it is viruses.) Anyhow, every now and then Mozilla Firefox takes a dive on me. Actually, it takes a dive on me fairly often, but I close down the process with Task Manager and can usually go right back in. Not this time.…
How do I know my Mom would approve? Because before I started, I emptied the dishwasher; and it is full again. This is how my Mom cooked. The difference is, there is a goodly chance that my meal will be kind of yummy. Cheese ravioli with lean ground beef, diced tomatoes and tomato soup, onion,…
Apparently, a horror film, The Quiet Ones, will be opening April 25, 2014. I am looking forward to this film’s opening, simply because I hope it means the end of all the stupid TV ads. About 95% of the time, we turn the sound off for TV ads. We do this for The Quiet Ones.…
These young whipper snappers come to our law office thinking they know it all. All law school teaches you is the law. It does not tell you what to do with that knowledge. And yet, every baby attorney who comes into the firm thinks they are going to teach this fat old lady how…
Help me, help me – I’m working and I can’t stop. Actually, I have stopped, at 12:14 AM. What is wrong with this picture. More to the point, what is wrong with me? I’m shutting down my computer and I see a work e-mail from an attorney who says he needs a document ASAP. Well,…
When I was a child, I always sported a pixie cut. I HATED it (even though, in hindsight, I must admit I did look fucking adorable). But my Mom said until I could take care of my own hair, I was going to have short hair. Fast forward to my teens. Finally, hirsute freedom arrives…
The roast is in the oven. The lemon delight cake is frosted. The fruit/marshmallow salad is made. All would be right with the world if the broadcast of Penn’s Sunday School’s podcast hadn’t been screwed up. (Did you notice, in deference to the holiday, I refrained from saying “fucked up”?) But the Hollywood Babylon podcast…
Just tickled with myself I have been signed up for Spotify for a long time. However, being the smarty-mcfarty I think I am, I didn’t bother learning how to use it. This resulted in much frustration. I thought it would be more user friendly, so even a fat old lady like me could figure it…
I have been in the habit of writing my blog posts last thing in the day. I figured after the accumulation of a days’ experiences, I would have more to draw from. Wrong. At the end of the day, my brain has already shut down and gone to bed, even though my fingers are still…
I am being held captive by a game I don’t particularly like, perhaps because I’m not very good at it. The game is Spider solitaire. It is one of the first things I bring up in the morning and the last thing I close before I shut down ye olde computer. The reason I have…
Thoughts from a Fat Old Lady 