Fer Crine Ott Lodd

The title comes from my rendering of what a medical office person with the Pittsburgh Pennsylvania area dialect said when struggling with her non-responsive tablet. It actually bears no connection to the rest of this post, but I hate to waste anything. Instead I wanted to write about quotations I often heard when I workedContinue reading “Fer Crine Ott Lodd”

Thorny Bush of Near Death

As I was toiling in the garden, I came too near a malicious rosebush. Suddenly, viciously, it swatted at me with the swift backhand from one of its branches. Multiple thorns dug into my flesh, and as I attempted to evade another blow, the hooked blades struck deeper and deeper, eliciting a torrent of bloodContinue reading “Thorny Bush of Near Death”

Alien Something!

First, I found this post on Facebook: The description inspired me to create the movie poster for “Bad Milk Blood Robot” because, well, that phrase is just too perfect. I have been using fotor.com but the results have been a bit lame lately. So I decided to use Microsoft Copilot and it came up withContinue reading “Alien Something!”

A Panoply of Typlos

Yes, that was deliberate. But I’m sure the errors I constantly find in game ads that continue to parade across my screen are not deliberate. Yet they do amuse me. For example: The voiceover says, “Delete that rubbish,” so we know that the caption happened through human error. However, this one seems to not beContinue reading “A Panoply of Typlos”

Stuff (and Nonsense)

I recently brought some boxes from my storage unit and went through them to eliminate unnecessary stuff. If I could give away a half of a box of hanging folders, I’d have emptied 2 boxes instead of just one. (I have them offered on the Trash Nothing site but so far no nibbles.) As IContinue reading “Stuff (and Nonsense)”

Ah, Freedom! (Non-Political)

A story I mention in my memoir, Immaculate Misconceptions: Tales of Catholic School: in the sixth grade I had a nun named Sister Ada. She was quite old, and at times, when perched on her stool behind the lectern, she would stop talking, pause, and then belch audibly. After another pause, she’d say, “I’m sorry,Continue reading “Ah, Freedom! (Non-Political)”