Sometimes I can’t help but add commentary to a movie, and I’m sure you can guess what movie Lennox was watching when I said, “It’s all about the eyeballs, yo! Look, eyeballs, eyeballs, eyeballs, eyes, more eyes, gun, eyeballs, eyeballs, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, gun, gun, gun, BLAMMO. That’s
A special Valentine’s day list! 23 villains I adore, in no particular order: Hannibal Lecter Darth Vader (classic for a reason) Bertie Wooster’s Aunt Agatha Scorpius Pumpkinhead Hans Gruber The entire town of Eagleton, Indiana Mr. Dark (movie version) Irene Adler (book version) Loki (any version, but especially Cat Thor
There is a correct way to hang toilet paper, and the 1891 patent proves it. Over forever!
As a stuffy frugal person, I (unsurprisingly) read several frugal blogs. It’s usually safe to read the comments on thrifty sites as they’re rarely bananapants or abusive. They’re sometimes conservative, but even then they’re seldom political — just old-fashioned or churchy. Every once in a while, though, I come across
I forgot to say one thing about “Til Debt Do U$ Part.” It’s the only show I’ve ever seen where middle-class Canadians spend as mindlessly and fecklessly as Regency-era lords and baronets. I keep expecting Gail Vaz-Oxlade to demand that they retrench to Bath! Better hope someone has a nice
I’ve discussed my love of paranormal reenactment shows elsewhere, but I rarely watch “reality” TV other than that. I do, however, occasionally watch an episode or two of the Canadian classic “Til Debt Do U$ Part.” (Yes, it’s spelled with a dollar sign.) The formula is simple: A stern-yet-bubbly middle-aged
I know that postal workers are not treated well and that Amazon workers are both mistreated and poorly paid, but like everyone else I just want to get the things that I’ve ordered — preferably when they’re supposed to arrive. I’ve had at least five packages go at least temporarily
I’m done! I’ve finished switching over from the old URL and have created an archive of old posts from the Code Name Sarah blog. I may have even gotten my automatic-Twitter-post thingy working. (We’ll see.) After more than a year of procrastination, I’ve finally done what I intended. Now I
I recently got a case of the internet-famous Fitbit rash. I’ve been wearing Fitbit devices for years now and had been wearing this particular one for over two years with no issues. I’m not allergic to nickel, and I clean my Fitbit regularly. Here’s the thing: I think the conspiracy
Wherein, in light of current political developments, we list six orange things that do not make us nauseous.
Satsuma oranges. Carrots. (Though they’ve only been orange for a few hundred years, believe it or not.) Gritty, who was also acquitted this week. Those weird orange slice candies that are basically an excuse to eat sugar suspended in corn starch. (I list these with the caveat that they will