“Them” is ne’er do well bureaucrats, and “us” is, well, us. The bloggers, Facebookers and online dwellers of the world. For more information on why the Internet is on strike
“Them” is ne’er do well bureaucrats, and “us” is, well, us. The bloggers, Facebookers and online dwellers of the world. For more information on why the Internet is on strike
I’m not a very good cheerleader. First of all, I’m the least flexible person I know, I can’t jump and I would more than likely get hit in the head
A couple of weeks ago, my hunnybunny and I were feeling a tad grouchy. A little overworked, a little underwhelmed, a little tired and neglected and in need of an
There are two things about me that you should know. Number one: I have strong opinions. Number two: I think I’m funny. These two traits lead me to vomit my
We’re all standing in a line, sopping wet and smelling like chlorine and sunshine. It’s my turn. I feel the rough, sandpaper-y non-slip steps beneath my brown midsummer-colored toes, the
A couple of weeks ago, I attended an industry meeting for social media types. There were panels filled with professional Twitterers, Yelpers, Facebookers, LinkedIners and social media freaks and geeks
I’ve been thinking about Sabbath a lot lately. The last few weeks I have been stressed, stretched thin, like “butter spread over too much bread” as Bilbo Baggins would say.
Last night, Adam and I got home from a meeting at church around 8:30. I puttered about, folding laundry and other housewifey chores for about 20 minutes, then laid down
In my daily work, I use my brain and my fingers and not much else and I get paid to do it, which is very handy. So three afternoons a
This Saturday, I went to the Orange County Christian Writer’s Fellowship Conference. I’d been nearly coming out of my skin for weeks, excited at the prospect of my first-ever real