Bye Bye, Pie!

Almonds and mint

I still feel dreadful. Should I go to work today, or not? I feel bad because The Poet who sits next to me is coming in today, and she usually has Fridays off because she is a fancy poet and... Read more →

Go to the light

Did I mention I'm ill? Read more →

The "giant slot" drinking game. Oh, snap!

You see this picture? This fairly boring picture of my cats wrestling? Could you do me a favor and enjoy the CRAP out of it, please? I came home for lunch yesterday, as I am wont to do, and when... Read more →

In which June abstains from playing with her webcam. Umm-hmm.

Do you want to know who I am annoyed with? Old Ruffy McWoof, over here. And yes, we ARE being haunted by a pink ghost. Who cannot stop playing with her webcam effects? He kept leaping off the bed to... Read more →

TOONA

The big news is, the cattens got collars this weekend. I know, right? What a fine picture. Again, where is that Best Photography Blog award? Look. YOU try photographing your kittens' new collar. For the record, it is purple and... Read more →

In which June mentions NEW COMPUTER not at all

Good morning! Who needs to get past her webcam? Who needs to not show you her hair in the a.m.? It is bad enough in the p.m. Since I have been unable to talk to you for reals, what with... Read more →

The new June Brady!

Hello!!! Guess who has her new computer? Guess who had to call India and say the eff word to get on the Internet with her new computer? Guess who is on the Internet now and happy happy happy with her... Read more →

Did I mention I hate my computer?

Blogging from work would be wrong. And that is why I am not doing it right now. Computer COMPLETELY dead at home. Dead. Dead dead dead. Stick a fork in it. The fat lady has sung. Unfortunately, that fat lady... Read more →

June. On phone & cranky.

Guess what crashed again. Typing from phone. Hate. Read more →

Corncob wisdom

Tallulah ate a corn cob that she found in the road on our walk, and even though I said, "DROP IT!" she did not right away. I mean, you find something good like that, you gotta ignore your mom. The... Read more →

In which June is not pleasant

Somehow yesterday I got into a discussion with Faithful Reader Siren re her cat's disproportionately huge anus. Naturally I requested a photo. She is right. What's going on, there? Siren said I could show all y'all only if I also... Read more →

M-i-c. K-e-y. G-o t-o Halifaxxxxxx....

I know that you tune into this blog because I am exciting, and my life is one adventure after another, and I am kind of like Indiana Jones. Also you tune in because of my current, hep references. I have... Read more →

June. Prepared for her trip to Windsor Castle since 2011.

If you were up all night worried sick that Talu and Edsel didn't survive their PetSmart grooming, you can now finally toddle off to bed. As soon as we got there, poor Tallulah started trembling like a banshee. My poor... Read more →

Eau de pumpkin dog

At noon today, the Eds and the Talu are going to PetSmart to get baths and nail trims. we do wut? I never, ever trim their nails myself because the one time I did Talu bled for six years. And... Read more →

This reminds me of the time I had deja vu

Dogs. Up at 5:00 again. June's sleep. Screwed up again. June. Sick of dogs since September 16, 2011. sik of who, mom? how you sik of eds? i nice. espeshly at 5 in morning. Because I have to be at... Read more →

FYI: My dogs are annoying

The dogs woke up at 5:00 today, which was annoying, and then I didn't fall back asleep till 6:00, which screwed me up when the alarm went off at 7:00. So now I'm late late late and I can only... Read more →

In which June references Mr. McGee. As you do.

Sorry I'm late. I had the NERVE to try to recycle 14 photos on my desktop and you can imagine the 40 dramatic fits my computer had. I'm like Mr. McGee from the Raspberry Beret song. I don't like this... Read more →

Old and bling

This computer has crashed already this morning, and I hadn't even officially STARTED blogging yet. I hate hate hate this computer. I wonder if I have mentioned that? The good news is, I'm getting another one. There is this fabulous... Read more →

Miss Doxie's Emporium of Fun aka Miss Doxie's

I left my stupid stupid stupid effing giant makeup bag at Doxie's--the makeup bag that not only contains all my makeup so Ima look like a HAG all week, but also my many many keep-me-sane-ish meds, my mouth guard, and... Read more →

June goes to her very special place

I am totally not packed even remotely, because I am well-prepared that way. But I have packed in my MIND. Then? I will get in the car and enjoy my Sirius radio. And a mere five hours later? I will... Read more →

Because of Edsel (aka Bless Your Heart)

Last night I got up with Dick Whitman and his friends, and we went to some kind of extravaganza. They closed off the street, and had fire dancers (I am not even making that up) and servers walking around with... Read more →

In which June tries to photograph things. Guess how that went.

I couldn't think of anything to write about today, because here was my day yesterday: Work, go to vending machine, work, see what's new at vending machine. Honestly. I eat right. Take care of myself. Why can't I shed the... Read more →

I hate my computer

Last night I could not take Edsel and his shifting and barking and leaping on and off the bed a SECOND LONGER, so I kicked everyone out and slept alone. I would've let Tallulah stay, as she is a lump... Read more →

In which June stays on one topic, as per usual

I did my usual routine this a.m.-- 1. Edsel bounded up to show his teeth to the alarm, 2. everyone got in my effing way while I tried to get out of bed, 3. everyone continued in my way as... Read more →

Could you please arrange to let me keep the change

This is the first Labor Day of my entire lifetime, my 87 years, that Jerry Lewis is not hosting the insanely terrible muscular dystrophy telethon. I refuse to watch if Jerry is not on. Even if they ARE gonna feature... Read more →

Is it Tenzing or Tensing?

Holy cats, Dick Whitman will be here in 54 minutes and I'm in the cowboy pajamas so I must be brief. 1. No one mentioned that Hanging Noose or whatever was a straight-uphill climb. Who am I, Tenzing Norgay? B.... Read more →

JOG

I just wrote a whole ding ding ding and also DANG post and it crashed. Stupid got-punched computer. Daniel Boone will be here soon and I am sincerely hoping he can fix this effing effing effing dang effing thing. Irritated.... Read more →

Monthly June

Oh thank heavens. I thought I had permanently ruined my computer because I punched it. It's still not, you know, good, and it's making all these crackling beeping sounds, but at least it's here. I may be slow, I may... Read more →

Mr. Blue Pants

Happy Barry Gibb's birthday! I am taking time out of this day of festivities to write you. I told Daniel Boone it's Barry Gibb's birthday, and I said, "I gotta get home and put up my tree." "Really?" he said.... Read more →