The Black Death, aka ZOMG Jennifer!

As soon as Jennifers/Zoes mass: the volume goes up by 100 dB or the starting sound of a 747-200 engine, whichever is more. and discover a place, it immediately loses its cachet. injuries will result from body bag sized purses flung around them with abandon drinks spilled will be accompanied by “ZOMG Jennifer, you like [...]

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District Survival Guide

So I know no one will actually read this, but I have to put on my inner dame, my fur (pimp suede on the outside, fur inside, older than yo mama) and just help the kids out, because boy do they need it. Y’all know it’s tongue in cheek (mostly), though half the boys want [...]

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“Be prepared”

My sister bristled at the discussion of death, of parents perhaps. It was a little shocking, given the obvious reality approaching with time. Even more so given that Swedes generally aren’t as namby pamby about death, pretending it’s like a train in Saudi Arabia, that isn’t just late, but doesn’t even exist. Perhaps she’s gone [...]

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