the silent treatment…
.... So yeah. It's not like I'm trying to give you the silent treatment, babies. It's just that.... Yeah. I have nothing to say to you right now. I mean I have a lot to say. A whole lot. A ton. I could go on and on and on for hours. For days! Weeks maybe. … Continue reading the silent treatment…
perfect excuse for a little black dress…
Over the weekend I stopped by WordCamp Portland for a few hours. I went in to do an interview, as asked by our intrepid organizers, and while I was there took the opportunity to catch some of the content and reconnect with some friends I hadn't seen in a while. In one of those catching … Continue reading perfect excuse for a little black dress…
seriously geeks? this is what it’s come to?
I'd like to blame my shocked awe and mild horror on the fact that I'm sick in bed and have spent the last 6 hours in a state of coddled semi consciousness as I try to beat this dreaded illness before tomorrow. I would like to. I'd like to say that my sheltered poorly state … Continue reading seriously geeks? this is what it’s come to?
the germ factory is: open
School has been back in session for a couple of weeks. I know 5 people with kids that have already gotten sick and, oh, what's that sound? And hark, do I hear the dulcet tones of of my charming child... oh.... No. That's not what I wanted to hear. That's a cough. And sniffling. And … Continue reading the germ factory is: open
I am…
I am figuring it all out. I am sitting at the table listening to a homework doing child do her best impression of Cookie Monster. I am trying to ignore the cat crying for attention. I am updating my iPhone as I type. I am thinking I should be starting dinner. I am sure I've … Continue reading I am…
let me tell you a story…
I know I know. I'm always telling you stories. Each post here contains some twisted bit of insight into my mind or life. These pages are riddled with stories. Tales I've felt compelled to tell. Things I've wanted to open up about. Moments I've felt needed to be shared with the world. Sometimes it's because … Continue reading let me tell you a story…
rinse cycle…
Today was back to school day for most of the Portland Metropolitan Area and the house of Kaos was no exception. So I got up early and knocked over a glass of water and stopped to clean it up. Sigh. Good start. Then I hopped in the shower and went about the business of getting … Continue reading rinse cycle…
the typewritten word…
There's something about the look of those stark black letters on white cotton paper being pulled from the typewriter. There's no way to duplicate it. You can't photocopy it and achieve the same effect. You can't use your computer because no font in the world can duplicate it. The indentation of the letters perfectly in … Continue reading the typewritten word…
a sweet sweet dirty little secret…
I have something to tell you all. A confession of sorts about something that is generally greatly frowned upon. Back when I was a kid I don't think it was that big of a deal but now? Now it really seems to freak people out. The other morning as I was curled up in bed … Continue reading a sweet sweet dirty little secret…
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