Creepy billboard somewhere on MoPac. There is only one reason that pregnancy should “scare” you: your culture hates women and kids.* It especially hates teenage women. It especially hates pregnant teenage women. It especially hates teenage pregnant women who get knocked up under unapproved circumstances. Some unapproved circumstances: they are not legally bound to an …
Monthly Archive: June 2009
Jun 10 2009
Got Quills? (formerly “Bert goes to the emergency room”)
There’s nothing quite so bracing as when you suck down half a bottle of wine with your evening ration of non-dairy whipped topping, and decide to take the dog out for a post-prandial stroll to admire the heartwarming sunset, when suddenly — blammo. The cold, indifferent hand of fate appears out of nowhere and tears …
Jun 09 2009
Super cute fawn sprints across Savage Death Island
Extremely young white-tailed deer, Cottonmouth County, TX, June 2009. Although there is nothing particularly heartwarming about an adorable 3-day-old fawn frolicking in a pristine Hill Country meadow without a care in the world, I’m posting this photo anyway, on accounta I finally got my internet connection back online and it is my duty as a …
Jun 05 2009
Another emergency non-post
Rural Wi-Fi connection still down. The thunderstorm responsible for my involuntary disconnection from the cut-throat world of internet feminism also took out my cistern pump. This means, my young urbanites, that there is nothing to impel the flow of water from the well to the bunkhouse. I discovered this yesterday in the most brutal manner …
Jun 03 2009
Spinster aunt still has towel
Large thunderstorm last night here in Cottonmouth County took out the internet. More precisely, it took out my little slice of the internet. I am posting this non-post from my mobile, which sucks because its keyboard was designed for amoebas, merely to inform readers who are still with us despite the recent unpleasantness that I …
Jun 02 2009
Anecdotal evidence of something
The White Zinfandel Scare of the 1980′s produced lingering aftershocks of dumbassness of which I was heretofore unaware. It’s 2009, and men are terrified of rosé wines. So quoth Stingray, reporting from the Spinster Sommelier Department. Apparently, when non-oenophile men and women attend her wine tastings, men eschew the rosé without fail, but women, of …

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