Archive for August, 2007
Recipe - S’mores Cookies.
Friday, August 31st, 2007I got this recipe from Bullshit’s sister, and these cookies are CRACK. Crack! Make them for your Labor Day barbecue and you will have very happy cracked-out people.
S’mores Cookies
1
pouch Betty Crocker® sugar cookie mix
1
cup graham cracker crumbs
1
cup butter or margarine, melted
3
cups milk chocolate chips (18 oz)
4 1/2
cups miniature marshmallows
1.
Heat oven to 375°F. […]
Little Red Lah-hap-top… Baby You’re Much Too Fast…
Thursday, August 30th, 2007So after spending about an hour (yes, an hour - chatty, those Dell kids) on the phone with a Dell rep last night, I am now the proud owner of a new Dell laptop.
The laptop was a tough decision. I kind of wanted a laptop because I’m stuck on the couch or prone in the […]
Doctors, Working Together.
Tuesday, August 28th, 2007I called the shrink, and I guess my recent horrific moods can be attributed to my taking Darvocet for my horrific back pain. I wasn’t taking my mom’s, I called the neurologist and got my own - they recommended Tylenol 3 but Tylenol 3 makes me vomit so hey, how ’bout some Darvocet? Like mother, […]
We At House of Stank Welcome You.
Saturday, August 25th, 2007It stiiiiiinks in my house.
The water seeping up through the basement is stanky. For real. It smells like the LA Lakers’ weekly sweatsock load combined with moldy cat poo combined with a tree that has been dead, rotten, and worm-infested for at least forty thousand years.
Plus a really rancid fart.
Most of the stank is in […]
Build Me An Ark.
Friday, August 24th, 2007Did you get torrential rains? We did. Nasty stuff, and in the TranceCave, water is seeping up through the floor and onto my beautiful Persian rug that really does not belong in a basement. Shit. I wet-vacced it, but it’s still pretty fucking soggy. The area not covered by the […]
I Might Just Burst Someday.
Thursday, August 23rd, 2007My mother, as it turns out, has a fractured rib and a fractured sternum. From nothing. Just from getting into the pool in our hotel during our vacation. After a couple of weeks of pain she finally went to her regular doctor and had an x-ray taken, and the popped joint wasn’t […]
Poor Mom.
Wednesday, August 15th, 2007My mother is horking.
In the past week, my mother has popped a joint in her sternum (WTF?!), fallen down and injured her back, and mysteriously started horking.
My mother is so rarely sick that I go into panic mode when she is and start frantically throwing what I perceive to be remedies at her face - […]
Growl. Bite. Snap.
Monday, August 13th, 2007I am quitting smoking tomorrow with Bullshit, whose sister gets back from Amsterdam at that time - she who started all this let’s-quit-smoking mess. I am actually going to throw my heart and soul into this attempt and have already carefully crafted cigarette placebos out of Bic pen shells, but the problem is that I […]
Lollapalooza Recap.
Tuesday, August 7th, 2007I don’t have pictures from Lollapalooza yet because my old, groaning computer is protesting wildly at the thought of accepting any new data, but allow me to tell you that it was a fantastic, fantastic time. And, thanks to a plethora of diet pills mixed with the new up-your-blood-pressure medication (sorry, doctor, I know […]
