oh goddammit

OK, I hate 99% of all reality tv. Aside from a few on cable (Design Star, Dr. 90210), I avoid them like the PLAGUE.

ESPECIALLY the grandaddy of them all, Survivor. Ugh. Words cannot express how much I dislike the show, the concept, and all things related to Survivor.

Today I learned that I’m [...]

my 2cents in

everyone is posting about Steve Irwin. I guess I will, too. Yes, his death is a tragedy. An expected one, true, but still sad. However, a bit anger for the family he left behind…

it is all well and good to be a reckless male in your youth. Running around jumping on wild animals, [...]

beating my muse to death with a thermocycler

OK, I have a serious lack of interesting things to post about here. Because on a scale of 1 to 10, my stress level has reached about a 16.4. It’s hard to post something entertaining or thoughtful or dirty when I’m one dropped ependorf tube away from stabbing someone in the eye with a [...]

is “man nipples” hyphenated?

Am I starting to repeat myself as a blogger? I’d hate to think I’m becoming the grandma of blogland.

YES, Gramma, we HEARD that story before.

I may have posted this next thing before.

But once again, I saw the plastic surgery show where a transexual got boobies. Always when someone on the show [...]

torture tv

I’m watching a special on public television about kids with cancer, and it’s killing me. there is a kid named Justin who is just reminding me so much…

why am I watching this? seriously. I should be watching food network.

I should be packing.

cleaning.

I hope Justin makes it.  and little alex. oh [...]

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