Downloaded the new Procreate 5 update to play with its animation capabilities. I really like it so far! Quick angel sparkle sketch.
I wasn’t allowed to call boys when I was growing up. To do so was a sin worse than murder. I might was well have been dancing on tables in my bathing suit. But that didn’t stop me from calling boys, I just found a loophole – prank calls. Probably because I didn’t actually know how to talk to boys like a normal person since doing so was such a Big Deal. Anyway, we spent most slumber party nights on the phone dialing out with made-up scenarios, intriguing lines of… Read more Is Your Refrigerator Running? →
My story begins, like many teenage girls’, in the hours between midnight and sunrise, aka, when you have to be home after curfew, but you’re not sleepy, so you retreat to your room with your books and your stuff, and if you’re lucky, a phone line. And if you’re very lucky, or if your uncle works for the phone company, like mine did, you have a private phone number and answering machine. After we shut the door and said goodnight to our parents, it was time for Act 2. If… Read more In My Room →
In East Texas in the mid-90s, only a few radio stations came in clearly. One was country and one was pop. We were pretty happy with that until we discovered the “alternative rock” station out of Nacogdoches, the college town a few miles away. It was a student-run radio station and it played the best music – The Smiths, New Order, 10000 Maniacs…it was all new to us and we loved every note. Needless to say, no one played this type of music at the dances we went to (and… Read more Dance Party USA →
Our sweet, senior cat Molly turns 17 this month. Not sure the exact day, so I mark the milestone around the middle of April. She really is an amazing cat, although I am fully aware that every cat is amazing. She’s got her own distinctive personality, likes what she likes, and displays a lot of empathy and individualism for someone with a brain the size of a walnut. I’m still friends with the person who I got her from, so I know her mother lived to be 16 and a… Read more Happy Birthday, Molly! →