I hate Thanksgiving

November 27th, 2014, 9:44 AM by Goddess

There. I said it.

It’s the day that the VA Hospital in Pittsburgh murdered my grandfather. It’s the day that would have been his and my grandmother’s anniversary (married in 1950!).

This year it’s a day that my heart is all over the place for so many reasons. Actually I’ve kind of been weepy all week. I mean, even Publix commercials are making me cry.

Of course, I know it’s no Eat ‘n Park star commercial. But wouldn’t this destroy you just a little too?

And don’t get me started on last year’s “Christmas Visitor” commercial. I wish it was my grandfather coming to dinner …



No-taco Tuesday

November 25th, 2014, 12:16 PM by Goddess

I was at a lunch recently with some industry types who decided their “dream team” would be the three of them.

They all run big departments at different companies. So they think they would make the awesomest team because they all do different things well.

Fuck that. You bitches have never seen the Three Mouseketeers in action.

THAT is the industry standard.

My other two Mouseketeers and I are THE SHIT. We built this city on rock and roll and we MADE THAT MUSIC. Formed the band, designed the T-shirts, took the show on the road, sold the tickets, rallied the communities and ROCK THE SHIT OUT OF PEOPLE’S WORLDS.

So yeah, everyone else go take a nice little lunch. We got this. *I* got this.

Always have, and apparently always will.



Scenes from a street corner

November 25th, 2014, 9:27 AM by Goddess

I arrived at work at the same time as my two cute, skinny blonde colleagues. There’s a guy who hangs out on our corner and he always greets us cheerfully when we are by ourselves.

I always get, “Heeyyy Baby!” Today he looked at all three of us and said, “Heeyyyyy Ladies! I like you all but that one right there’s my Baby!”

I suppose I should be honored. :)



36 hours in Downtown Disney

November 23rd, 2014, 10:28 PM by Goddess

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Is it wrong to call someone ‘simple dog’?

November 21st, 2014, 12:26 AM by Goddess

Had a fun all-day playdate with my so very awesome team.

And yet, while I had all my favorite boys (and girls!) in the same room today … it wasn’t perfect.

I’m working on something now (it is 12-motherfucking-24 A-goddamned-M) that was supposed to have been completed before it got to me.

And like everything else, it’s missing (or includes botched and/or inconsistent) key elements that I have repeatedly asked for.

I’m thinking to STFU now and direct you to the amazing blog over at Hyperbole and a Half about her Simple Dog.

And there ain’t no hyperbole here at 12:24 a.m. Just sorrow. And Advil.