tartarus category archives
in which lois throws a shoe
Monday 3 May 2010 | 4 cookies in the jar
I kind of love her. This movie clip too. We should host a Rocky Horror-style viewing of this at my home group meeting, in which we all dress in forties clothing and furiously throw shoes. I think it would be cathartic. Hard as it is to accept Winona as Lois, I have even more trouble [...]
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birthday, with utterly meaningless german horoscope
Tuesday 30 March 2010 | 3 cookies in the jar
Holiday! *** Happy birthday! Today the Sun returns to the position it was in when you were born. As would seem appropriate with this transit, today is a day of new beginnings, and the influences you feel today will affect the entire year to come. However, this does not mean that the whole year will [...]
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in which a youthful brujo expresses his opinion of suburbia
Wednesday 14 January 2009 | 10 cookies in the jar
Interesting, isn’t it, how rural the suburbs used to be? Before exurbia. This same youthful Brujo is also, unbeknownst to him, travelling forward in time to express precisely how I feel about the fact that there are now, officially, signed up for End of the World Class, wait for it…THIRTY-FOUR STUDENTS. Which means it suddenly [...]
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let it “snow”
Wednesday 17 December 2008 | 7 cookies in the jar
Our local Tartarean mall has been proudly advertising nightly “snow” at 7 pm, so of course the Brujo and I, drawn to gawp at any fresh regional hell, had to go check it out. We drove around the palm trees looking for the “snow” but couldn’t ever find it, so we bought dog food and [...]
tartarus has a brief cool moment
Friday 18 July 2008 | I like a cookie
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slumlord 1, team awahtukee 0
Thursday 19 June 2008 | someone left a cookie
Cruelly, the First Annual Humor issue of the Un is still not finished; and we leave for our weird northern NM gambling vacation in but a few hours. And I still have to hoover and buy ice for the cooler—the Brujo is at summer school, competing with youtube for his students’ scattered focus (at present [...]
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in no particular order, part one
Tuesday 24 July 2007 | someone left a cookie
• Is everyone in the world reading HP7 but meeee? (Hands over ears, lalalalala I can’t hear you.) • Apparently one cruel nickname for our new hometown in hell is “Dumpy.” Whence this competitive urban snobbery? • Back in NM collecting dog and drums, the Brujo repeatedly encounters snobby SF people who are vocally horrified [...]
