20 Random Things About Me
- My first attempt at a novel was called Escape from Dachau. I was eight. I know, hilarious right out of the gate.
- I dislike writing sonnets. Only gods can do that.
- Three cats own my hubby and me. That’s why we can’t have nice things.
- David Sedaris drew a vagina in my copy of Squirrel Seeks Chipmunk: A Modest Bestiary.
- Hubby and I never wanted a big yard, so we bought a house with a humongous yard.
- I’m funnier in writing. And when you’re drunk. Or drinking milk (based on anecdotal evidence).
- Quentin Tarantino movies make me laugh. Is that wrong?
- I’m addicted to Pinterest. There should be a 12-step program. I’ll check Pinterest.
- I’m a recovering attorney. Actually, I’m all good, but people seem to find that line funny.
- A dedicated Whovian, my favorite companion is River Song.
- Two of my poems were published in author Karen Rose’s bestselling novel, Count to Ten.
- I possessed a perfect eidetic (fancy for photographic) memory until I was 14. I could re-read the dirty parts of Judy Blume’s Forever anytime I felt like it.
- Southeastern Lubber Grasshoppers are my geek out insect. Pure awesomeness.
- Me gusta leche. I drink several gallons a week.
- My preferred playlist is indie alt rock with healthy doses of Johnny Cash and Green Day.
- I was the Associate Editor of The Florida Bar Association’s General Practice Journal.
- I’m a direct descendant of John and Joan Carrington, who were the only married couple in U.S. history to be put to death for witchcraft.
- Notorious RBG (Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg) is my girl crush.
- I love Coldplay. Deal with it.
- I believe British accents make everyone more attractive. Except Madonna.
155 thoughts on “About”
I love your blog – it’s hilarious. Thanks for mkaing me laugh so much – I may not be getting younger but I’m getting healthier if laughing is really good for you!
Thanks for the awesome compliment and for checking out my blog, indiaphare. So happy I could serve up some funny stuff and make you laugh. Still, we probably should have said grace beforehand…but to whom?
Hi, I am new to WP and love your blog. Please check out my blog; The Society for Recovering Doormats. I suspect some of your humor might bring out the inner doormat in some peeps, and I’d love to rehabilitate them. I’m not a trained mental health specialist; just a recovering doormat with a Society.
Be tall and proud. I’m 6’0”! 🙂
Just curious…did you ever used to say you were 5’11 and 3/4″ just to avoid being 6 feet tall? My mom used to claim to be 5’6 and 3/4″. I always wondered if she was either desperate to be as close to 5’7″ as possible and was emphasizing her height, or if she was really 5’7″ and just felt too tall. Personally, I think 6 foot is a nice round number, tall number, whatever.
I’m 5’11 and wich I could say I’m 6′! You’re right; nice number!
My aunt used to say she was 5’12” because she thought it sounded shorter than 6′.
Hey, my wife is 5’10”, which is good because I’m 6’6″. I once dated a woman who was only 5 feet tall. We looked odd when standing side-by-side.
Love the blog!
Just like you and your wife, I’m 5’10” and my boyfriend is 6’6″. I love seeing pictures of us together because it makes me feel like a normal, petite little thing. Good stuff!
Fortunately, my husband is also 5’10” so we’re perfectly matched. Although, he wouldn’t care if I was 6’4″. I think the only deal killer would be if I grew a mustache. Or if he grew one, for that matter. Although, if he grew one of those handlebar staches and wore a red and white striped suit with a straw hat, I might reconsider.
When my grandfather, well into the dirty-old-man stage of his existence, saw couples such as you and your former 5-foot-tall date together, he would say: “Nose to nose, her toes are in it; toes to toes, her nose is in it”!
Ha . . . Brilliant!
6 feet tall here lady…be tall, wear heels, have fun with it! LOL Love your blog…very entertaining…love the tone and humor! Very cool!!!
I was told today that my blog doesn’t have a very good name. My friend is probably right, but he wasn’t counting on all the tall chicks out there who totally get it. We’re a tribe of people whose pants are always just a little bit too short. Our knees are shot from scrunching down in group photos and, if our platform heels are too tall, we’re often mistaken for drag queens. I promise to represent your glory and your pain, my tall friend!
The name of your blog definitely drew me to read your post, because as a 6’0 woman, I totally get it! I love being tall, even if it comes with the annoyance (or amusement) of shoes salespeople laughing nervously when you ask for shoes in your size, complete strangers asking if my boyfriend is taller than me, and man, the short pants thing. Thanks for the laughs, and congrats on being freshly pressed!
You are so, so funny! Your blog makes for great breakfast time reading and I look forward to reading more.
You clearly don’t drink anything really hot with breakfast. If you do, however, be careful because if I get funnier, you might spit out your hot beverage and burn yourself severely. I don’t think I could live with that. Glad that I’m helping you start your day out right. Keep in mind my blog has seven grams of fiber in it too! Nothing like being regular.
You just crack me up. That doesn’t happen too often, so I liked you! yay.
I happened upon your meanderings and have to tell you, they were thoroughly enjoyed! On a side note – I too am a taller than average at 5’9…and I wear 4″ heels daily!! My motto is the taller the better!!!! 🙂 I just started blogging and since I follow along the same lines as you do – I felt the need to say kudos to you and be damned the short that ridicule!!!!
I really enjoy your blog–just the right amount of bite.
Everyone Needs an Algonquin
I am shorter than the average woman. Nevertheless we share a similar writing style. I think. Does this make me arrogant since you’ve now appeared on Freshly Pressed? No. It makes me envious.
Check out my blog if you can, we also share thematic style. Are you a Gemini by chance? I’m not trying to be creepy and ask inappropriate questions, just wondering if we might have a blogging trifecta. If so, I’m off to buy a lottery ticket, and when I win? I’m gonna be way too busy hanging out with movie stars I pay to hang out with me, to blog. If I don’t win, perhaps we could be new blogger besties (I started about a month ago) and cross-promote via our blogrolls. Just a thought.
Wow! I, too, am a brand new blogger. Don’t even ask me how this whole Freshly Pressed thing happened because I truly don’t know. But I’m grateful. Regardless, how cool is it that you want us to be blogger besties (made even better by the fact that Amy on “The Big Bang Theory” is always calling Penny her “bestie” and it’s way creepy, but kinda sweet). I’m not a Gemini, but I’m drawn to bright colors and patterns – hence my theme. Not sure if I’ll stick with it longterm because I’m not crazy about how the blog name looks against the background, but we’ll see.
Before I was Freshly Pressed, I also envied another humor writer who was. However, not being very blog-savvy, I assumed that she’d been blogging a long time and had some super hero social media skills that I didn’t have – along with some very real talent – and that’s why she was on the Freshly Pressed page. And then I ended up there. And I really don’t have any blogging or social media skills at all. I’ve just been writing…poetry, articles, screenplays, essays, copywriting, legal memos, press crap for work and, finally, a novel…for all these years. Okay, the novel only took me six months and then I started blogging last week. Then boom. Over a thousand emails in my account in just over a day…all notifying that someone liked my post, followed my blog, or commented on a post. It was overwhelming and beautiful and flattering. I hope it happens to you very soon because it’s a huge ego boost and it makes me feel like I’m headed in the right direction. More importantly, all these amazing people who followed me are counting on me now to entertain them and I’m totally committed to that. It’s such an honor for anyone to take the time to read something that you write, and when people commit to checking out everything you write, it’s like they’re saying that they have faith in you. Wow!
Okay, bestie. Your turn…
OK, so how did this Freshly Pressed thing happen? =p
I agree with you about the commitment aspect of blogging. At first, I bribed and begged anyone who was even mildly related to me (like, the kid who bags my groceries) to sign up. Then I started getting random likes and comments and interesting people clicking that magic follow button (that’s not to say the people I bribed and begged aren’t interesting, but it’s really hard to say no to me when I’m paying you every week to teach my kid piano, or you’re my mom), and it felt like I’d won the lottery every time someone new wanted to hear what I have to say. 1,000 emails in a day? Now I know why you’re up at 1:22 a.m.
I’ve been writing a YA novel for over a year, but at a very slow, and fa-la-la-la-laie kind of pace (six months….are you bionic?). I started this blog to force myself to commit to writing 5 – 6 days a week, and to come out of the closet a bit (very dark and lonely writing in a small space). If I thought blog envy was bad, novel envy is even WORSE! =)
I’m following you now. Besties do that you know (that is, follow each other around), especially in middle school.
BTW, you might think about changing the font color of your header to white or black until you decide if you want a new theme. I agree, the chocolate brown is a little distracting (since this is now my 5th week of blogging, I am now an expert on all things blog, and besties always tell each other how it is).
Thanks for the thoughtful comment on my comment….looking forward to continuing the conversation!
Seriously, I don’t know how the Freshly Pressed thing happened. Two days ago, I’d just posted my 5th post in less than a week – the one about the dead dog sonnet. It was mid-morning, but only a couple “likes” trickled in. I consoled myself with the fact that it was early in the day. So I ate lunch and stalled for time, checking my blog every so often to see if anyone was reading my new piece. Crickets.
Then, a little after 1:30, traffic suddenly started to pick up. I figured, “It’s lunch time in the Midwest. What else do they have to do while they eat a sandwich but read a blog?” Checking my email, I notice a wordpress notification which informed me that my post had been promoted to Freshly Pressed, and that I was now in an elite group. Though it didn’t tell me why my post was selected, it did offer a lift of things you can to to try to become Freshly Pressed. When I checked later, it turns out that the same list is available in the FAQ section online. Then all Hell broke loose.
You’re lucky that you were able to bribe friends and family members to follow your blog. I’ve tried. I think I’ve got either two or three friend/family followers, but one is on wordpress and nicer than most people, and the other is my husband. I nagged him until he did it. I make him read every single blog post anyway, so he doesn’t really need an email reminder.
My novel began as a YA, but the feedback I’m getting from agents and writer friends is that it’s more likely contemporary or literary fiction, with a YA crossover. Which I, personally, think is awesome because I’d love for adults to read it too. I’m surprised I was able to write it that quickly, as well, but I’m fairly prolific (no kidding, huh?) and I really enjoy writing once I get into a project. It doesn’t feel like work. My husband would say that’s because I’m not getting paid to do it. I am bionic, by the way – but it’s more of a physical thing that doesn’t impact my writing speed. My brain can’t keep up with my bionic fingers, so it’s really only useful for knitting. And I don’t knit.
I think I will change the font color. Maybe you can give me feedback on the new one? I’m extremely open to your blogging expertise as I have none. If you’d like to know how to make an excellent gimlet on the other hand, I’m your girl.
I will be following you as well, but not because we’re blogging besties or because your block rocks. I just like the idea of following someone because it makes me feel like I’m in a cult and I have a leader. I haven’t felt that way since I became an agnostic. Maybe this is how Tom Cruise feels? Totally kidding – not about being agnostic – but about caring about how Tom Cruise feels. Here’s to bestie blind faith. (Please don’t be a crazy person or make me drink poisoned Kool-Aid.)
Ok, I feel like I just have to get in on this, even tho I feel like an interloper. I believe I may have a similar writing style to both of you, and I’m also 5’10” (so, technically, that gives me a leg up–or two–on Stacie, but that’s just a technicality). I want in. I’m always looking for other people who write funny stuff, at least part of the time. I’ve been blogging for over a year now (or is it two?) and am just now getting subscribers and likes from people who don’t know me and aren’t on the payroll (emotional or otherwise). I don’t blog every day or every week, necessarily, because I want to strech out my credibility for as long as possible before people catch on to the fact that I’m an artist and single mother and doer of a great many things before blogging. But I like writing and adding pictures for visual interest. I’m going to check out more of both of your blogs now!! If you’d like to check out mine to see if our styles are similar (and perhaps, perhaps I’ll be voted onto the island), start with a shortie http://liveclay.wordpress.com/2011/10/26/porn-flakes/ or a longie http://liveclay.wordpress.com/2011/09/11/isabella-and-the-heart-palpitations/ and I thank you!
Are you saying that I could have two blogging besties? I feel all warm and tingly inside.
I’m a big believer in having as many besties as possible. You never know when one bestie is going to slip you a note that says you are no longer besties (although I would never do that, so not to point fingers or anything, but it’s gonna end up being one of you, which gives me a 50% chance of getting dumped).
As far as height goes, I have some super killer stilettos that I can pull out if I have to. You two, however, would be required to wear flats. Or crocs. Which I hate even though I live in CO and all my family wears them.
The only crocs I’m wearing are a pair of slip-on, crocodile skin Tod’s loafers. My head’s been shaking since I read that part about those holy, fugly shoes. No offense, bestie, but that is some ugly footwear. I get kids wearing them because they’re plastic and you can rinse them off with a hose when they get dirty. Everything from childhood should be rinsable with a hose.
Re: heels, I reserve the right to wear them if I want to, but my knees won’t let me get away with it very often anymore. Thank god ballet flats are in style. You’re a strong, secure, petite woman and I know you’d never let a couple of tall chicks steal your thunder. Anyway, you’ll be getting all the attention anyway because you have MINIONS.
Yes, I agree with as many besties as possible! I seriously have not found that many blogs/bloggers to bond with, maybe because I don’t have a lot of time to troll the categories, front page, etc. I just happened to catch this title and started reading and schwing! I’ve taken on two new subscriptions in one day. Stacie, I agree re: crocs and at the same time I’m embarrassed to admit that they make the best studio shoes ever! I sort of wear them year-round in there, along with my pajama-esque pants and peacock feather cape. Being self-employed really does have its benefits.
I would imagine that crocs would be a good studio shoe. Why? Because – as I pointed out to Stacie – they’re rinsable. If you get glaze or paint on them (love your work, btw – so wish I had that talent!), no big whoop. As I am also at home most of the day, I love these comfy slippers I have and live in them because we have terrazzo floors – which are always freezing cold. Pajama-esque pants are an absolute necessity. Now this peacock feather cape of which you speak…I’m dying to know more about this. It sounds fabulous. I mean, capes are so dramatic and groovy – and peacock feathers are simply the best feather known to Man. Combine the two and I’m sure it’s like when peanut butter and chocolate met (and had sticky sex from what I hear). Perhaps you have a photo you can post?
…also tall and proud, and now that my boobs aren’t so far ahead of me I’m not hunching as much as I did in my (embarrassed) youth, so I’m even taller. 😉
Keep ’em coming.
Godammit Reba, I bumped into your blog by accident on a morning I have a lot of work to do and couldn’t stop reading. Congratulations. You must be doing something right to captivate a rank Northener like me.
Can I just say that I love that you called me, Reba? Glad you enjoyed the blog and thanks for your congratulations. Hope you’ll be back.
I love captivating Northerners. I make them listen to the only four country songs I know: “Sweet Home Alabama,” “The Night The Lights Went Out In Georgia,” “Fancy” and “Islands in the Stream” and eat pole beans and watch me skin squirrels. Okay, more like watch me feed squirrels. They’re so cute. And indecisive. When they’re really indecisive, they end up with tire tracks across they’re backs and then the aren’t nearly as cute.
don’t worry, you’re not alone. I’m 5-10 on a good day and 5-11 after physiotherapy (they’re sadists, those little minions with the knack for making me an inch taller after a session!) — thing is, people treat tall people, particularly taller women, differently. I’ve noticed it. Hell, I’ve even done it to women taller (oh yes) than I am. Dating is a nightmare and dancing just looks wrong. I used to have hang-ups, sometimes I still do. But for the most part, I just get on with it.
Thanks for this blog.
I’m 6’2, and am often called the Amazonian Goddess in the family <_< I'm just happy I snagged a man who is 6'4 😀
Amazonian Goddess? Seriously? You don’t have to pay anyone to call you that? How do I get in on that action? Someone in my family really needs to start calling me, Amazonian Goddess, right away. Heck, I’d be happy with Floridian Goddess or even F.G. I bow to your powers oh Amazonian Goddess. Clearly, you have your family trained well.
What about B.F.G… for “Bestie” Friendly Giant? Lol I just made a witty! And i’m only 5″3 and a little bit! 🙂
I have to admit I am extremely jealous of every tall woman’s verticalness. (Yes spell check I know that’s not a word…) However, I am finding your blog very amusing! I will learn to embrace my shortness, which at 5’3″ isn’t so terribly short, but I like to complain and then lie and say I’m 5’4″ cause that’s the kind of person I am. Anywho, kudos to all your tallness and your fantastic blog! 🙂
Great blog! I’m a tall-y too, can’t wait to read more! Thanks for making me laugh. Best,Laura
“Maybe I’ll check out just one more blog” I say to myself. I am simultaneously happy and upset I chose yours. Happy because this is great stuff, upset because it is now 12 midnight. Blast! Thanks for the enjoyable read 🙂
Oooooh, the witching hour! My avatar turns into a pumpkin at midnight – and on full moons, you can imagine what happens. I stand outside my front door, staring at the glowing silver disk, and my husband yells, “Stop looking at the porch light! You’re gonna hurt your eyes.” I’m easily distracted by bright, shiny things, but once my eyes re-focus on the actual moon, I usually pull out my trusty camera, take a few shots that will end up blurry because I never use a tripod and then go inside and wax my legs. You know, just in case I got bit by a mosquito who also bit a werewolf once. Everyone used to say you could get AIDS that way (turns out it wasn’t true), but this virus is different because it’s been around a lot longer and wolves are sneaky, if you ask me.
OK, wordpress is not letting me reply to your last comment. I think that’s the magic monitor genie’s way of saying “take it offline.” I like the cult part, as long it’s leaderless, we can caucus in Cabo once a year, and drink your vodka gimlets.
So speaking of your bionic knitting fingers? The person who owns the url staciechadwick.com blogs about knitting. I’m totally serious. Check it out. She has four followers, and not to be snotty but I really want that URL. I was thinking of planning some type of aggressive comment campaign but I feel sort of bad. Maybe I’ll do it on a day when I haven’t slept the night before because on those days I can really be mean. Or maybe I’ll just ask nicely and she’ll say “OK.” But I doubt it.
In all seriousness, you are the FUNNIEST person I’ve found wordpress, and I troll blogs, like every night (not to offend other super funny people, but read this blog and you’ll see what I’m talking about). I’m so so so happy for your feature on Freshly Pressed. You are incredibly humble and downplay your talent, but you were featured because you are an awesome writer. I’m looking forward to continuing the conversation!
I read your comment before we left for dinner tonight. I couldn’t respond because how does one respond to someone saying you’re “the FUNNIEST person” they’ve found on wordpress. In caps, even. There’s a huge difference between “the funniest” and “the FUNNIEST.” And then you threw in all that humble stuff. Man! Well, I might have been humble before, but if you keep this up, I’m going to get a massive ego and I’ll have to go up a dress size – which in turn would make me humble again because no one wants to go up a dress size. Anyway, thank you. Seriously. It’s so nice to have people bother to read anything I write. Nothing makes me happier than to make someone laugh or be inspired or be thoughtful or whatever because of something I’ve written. And people like you really inspire me because you’re so talented yourself, but you still think what I’m doing is worthwhile and you’re encouraging me to continue. And you wanted to be my bestie. Shucks. I’m definitely looking forward to hangin’ with you on the wordpress street corner (why can’t they have a cafe or something?) and Laura and anyone else out there who wants to throw down some words (and maybe a martini…but I guess you’d throw that back, wouldn’t you?). Wow…you rock, Stacie. Thanks for making my night. 🙂
Funny stuff….nice wit….thanks. Btw….my spouse is two inches taller than me.
Um, okay, I just noticed that you are a recovering attorney. Which makes me smile, because I got a JD but never bothered to practice. Not even for one day. In fact, I never even bothered to take the bar exam. Which might make me crazy, and might make me brilliant. I prefer to imagine the latter is true.
If you happen to be curious about what other non- and former-attorney types are up to, you should absolutely check out my classmate/acquaintance Tyler Coulson’s blog. I linked to it the day I bestowed the ever-so-generous workload that is the 7×7 award upon Paltry Meanderings. He quit his big law job and walked across the U.S. with his amazing dog, Mabel. Absolutely fabulous.
Okay I’ll stop now. Cheers to you, Cristy!
I have a tremendous fondness for people who attended law school and never practiced. In fact, one of my dearest friends, Stephanie – who attended law school with me – refused to take the bar and is now a writer, a mother, a wife and a liver (I don’t mean the organ) of life in exotic lands. Doesn’t that sound vastly more interesting? My respect extends to people like myself (Hey, Bruce Willis insists that you must “Respect Yourself”) who have been to the Dark Side, then said, “Man! A lot of these lawyers I’m dealing with are real assholes.” I said a lot, not all (that statement is for my friends who are still in practice and aren’t assholes). Anyway, I knew I liked you. And I’m sure I’ll like Tyler Coulson, too. Thanks for the skinny on us recovering types.
Yes, trained to argue all sides so well… you argued yourself out of it… inevitably. Not a lawyer, but a linguist appreciating the wordplay of it… and of this blog.
Thanks for reading. Had my mother read your comment, she would have stopped you at the word argue. I don’t think it’s her favorite trait of mine.
hello:) i stumbled upon your blog today & i can’t stop reading your posts! most 16yr olds dont really spend time reading things like this but i love it! Your blog is amazing! I can’t wait to read more of you posts. I am a huge fan of yours already! You are so talented!
Wow, Fierce One! Can I just say that having a 16 year old fan is worth twenty 40 year old fans (no offense, old fogies – I’m one of you) ’cause teens know the definition of funny. If I can make you laugh, then I must be doing something right. Thanks so much for reading and please continue to visit! Glad to have you in my corner.
I have passed on the Versatile Blogger Award to you 🙂 http://ksnapped.wordpress.com/2012/02/05/do-i-get-a-sparkly-dress/
Holy crap! I just saw this. Wow! Thanks ksnapped. I’m super-duper honored. What a groovy day this has turned out to be!
A short woman speaks … how is the weather down there?
Today I nominated & gave you The Versatile Blogger Award. I like your blog and thought you deserved this award. If you choose to accept the Versatile Blogger Award, there are a few things you are required to do, to pass it forward. According to the requirements of the award you must:
• Nominate 15 other bloggers
• Inform my nominees
• Share 7 random facts about myself
• Thank the one who nominated me
• Add a picture of the award to this post
To see your blog included in the award ceremony just click here…
I hope you enjoy the award and accept it and pass it forward.
Tag, You’re it! Come see what mess I’ve gotten you in. Love, Vickie
I’ll get you, my pretty…and your little dog too!
Hey! you might wanna check my blog post for my nomination for you as the versatile blogge
I sure will. I’m waaaayyyyyy behind on blogging awards. I can’t believe all this crazy blog love I’m getting. You people are friggin’ amazing!
Only for those who deserve it! 🙂
This caught my attention, “The average woman is apparently just under 5 and 1/2 feet tall.” Seriously? This makes me feel so much better! Lol. And hats off to your blog. I enjoy reading your funny posts! 🙂
Thanks. I, too, enjoy reading my funny posts. Actually, by the time I publish them, I no longer find them funny. In fact, they make me cry. Sniff. I gotta go.
Passing on the Kreative Blogger Award to you
From another tall woman, please keep writing! Your posts are very witty! I really enjoy your site so I’m telling all my friends! I nominated you for the Versatile Blogger award! Come pick it up!
Why, thank you, Sensible Susan! I’m in the middle of a move – lots of unpacking – but I will address this dubious, and most versatile, award in due time. I’m glad you are tall and are telling all your friends about me. Once I have a kitchen that isn’t contained in boxes and wrapped in newspaper, I will resume my role in the blogosphere…but right now, I really just need a massage and a couple of unpaid helpers to unwrap my and my husband’s life, dust it off, and find a place for it in our condo. Downsizing sucks!
Unpack and get back to writing already.
Hi there! I just stumbled upon your hilarious blog as I was searching “David Sedaris” and “owls,” of all things. Having just blogged about how Sedaris offered me $3 abortions, you could say I was in a certain mood. I’d love to swap sites for blog rolls; please let me know if you’re game! Keep up the writing!
As it is late and I’m way overdo for my visit to Bedforshire, I will delay until the morrow, but I’m excited to read your blog. Sounds like it’s right up my alley. If I like it, I will definitely add you to my blog roll and would love for you to do the same. Thanks for dropping by! Always love me a David Sedaris fan!
I just found your hilarious blog after a search on “David Sedaris” and “owls.” Having just blogged about Sedaris offering me $3 abortions, I feel like we’re in good company. I’d love to swap sites/add each other to blog rolls; please let me know if you’re game! Keep up the writing.
I’m 5’9″. I also have a close relationship with A-1 Steak Sauce and I am enjoying your blog.
Is your relationship with A-1 so close as to make steak merely an interloper?
I don’t even eat steak…
My driver’s license says three feet, 27 inches. Guess they don’t make fake IDs like they used to.
Are you sure I haven’t seen you on Comedy Central or something? Or do you have three feet and the 27 inches refers to…length? That could be very complimentary depending on how you look at it.
Well, not to brag, but I am one of Clarence Thomas’s favorite (male) actors. Just as you’re “Taller than Average Woman,” I’m like all the children in Lake Woebegon–above average. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got the local circus freak show on hold…
You have been nominated for The Most Perspiring Blogger Award!
Argh, I have just been trawling your blog looking for somewhere to logically write to you and now I have blog envy! 42,827 hits?!?!?!?!?!? I will never be able to compete!
So, I got a response from WordPress and I suspect the not-showing-in-reader business had something to do with the fact that I recently got my own domain and cut the wordpress part of my URL. That makes sense, I guess WP was confused as to where I had gone, so just wasn’t showing me.
And here I was thinking my popularity was just slipping… Consider my ego re-inflated 🙂
That’s what we thought at first, but people’s blogs are appearing and disappearing at random on the reader these days. I’ve sent five emails to wordpress in just the last couple weeks. They’re still trying to figure out what the real problem is. Hopefully, I’ll keep seeing your blogs! And as far as blog hits go, you don’t need to compete with me. I was lucky and got Freshly Pressed. I still have no idea how or why. 🙂
Tag, you’re it! I’ve tagged you at http://tennizzlle.com/2012/06/05/tag-youre-it/.
hello – looking at your words – reflects the thoughts within – nice meeting you…
David in Maine USA
Glad you enjoyed them!
Next time you give a lecture, you’ll be able to tell your audience that you are part of Le Clown’s blogroll. Right? I know.
Oh Le Clown,
Thank you. (I kept my response short…in your honor.)
This makes me laugh quite considerably. As one who has just began blogging and can only dream of reaching your levels of awesome, I bow to thee…
(which is awkward, seeing as I’m 6″3 and it’s the bane of my existence)
I have levels of awesome? That’s just…well, awesome! Please don’t bow though… I don’t treat my subscribers as subjects (as some bloggers I know do), but as friends.
6’3″ is fucking tall. You make me feel like a whiny wuss for ever complaining about my height. Have you blogged yet about the inevitable questions that you HATE getting from average-sized people? You know – do you play basketball or volleyball? What’s the weather like up there? That kinda crap? I bet you’ve got terrific ammunition for a post on that topic.
As a taller-than-average girl, I have to ask where you buy your pants. I’m always trying to find pants that are long enough because even though I’m only 5’10”, I have a 34″ inseam.
You do indeed, fairly substantial levels!
Yes, it is quite tall. I don’t really like it… I get all sorts of crap from everyone, in work, in Uni, on nights out, in the friggin street! It’s ridiculous, although I do use an inordinate amount of sarcasm in response…. “Wow, you’re tall” “Wow! You have hair!”
Haha, well, as a Brit, “pants” aren’t the same thing at all. I’m going to assume you mean trousers, as it’s a bit too forward for you to be asking about my underwear…
It’s incredibly difficult, there’s places like Long Tall Sally (even the name sounds terrible!) and shops like Next and Marks and Spencer often have decent “tall” sections. My real problem is shoes. Size 11 UK is reaaaallly big, so I’m more often than not in hi tops and other such apparel! I hear they have bigger sizes in the US, so I’m planning on visiting and stocking up as soon as I can afford airfare (as a student, that’s a long way off…)
P.S. Saw you gave my post a wee read. Cheers!
I really enjoy the view you have on life and the ability you have to put ideas together. The things you have written are very good. Having just started out I know your blog and abilities are good examples of where I hope to be some day!
Like the name change and new intro. WordPress puts everything in my reader except the blogs I look forward to reading. It seems like the blogs I follow never show up in the reader.
Tell me about it! I’m just totally behind on my reading right now. Trying to catch up today. Still have lots of work to do on the new site. Glad you like it. Will be changing the intro some, but keeping in the Dr. Who bit. Can’t help it; I’m a giant nerd.
I love your alcohol-induced blathering. And the new look/blog. Totally tits.
Totally tits? I love that expression. Will steal in the near future.
It’s all yours.
I like your style Miss. Keep rubbin’ it.
I’m not going to discuss what I do in the bathtub with you. There have to be some boundaries.
Great Blog.Love your intelligent blabbering .If your a Marvel character than you’ll be X-23 ( you look alot like her ).
Thanks. I was discussing my “super power” with Hubby last night and he seems to think it sucks. I’m sure X-23’s are better than mine.
Hi, I’m participating in nanowrimo so everything – including email – is way behind. But the word count is good. Yay! As for your question about RWA conferences, I have never attended. I probably should but since I am without publisher so far, although I have a request for a revision – keep your fingers crossed – I have thought I would probably just get lost in the crowd. How about you?
My dear friend and amazeballs romantic suspense author, Karen Rose invited me to my first local RWA meeting and then took me to my first national conference. You just can’t beat nationals. RWA is one of the most professional organizations within the field that I’ve come across and their conferences are a MUST if you write romance. You wouldn’t believe the access you get to editors and agents, plus the opportunities to meet other writers, both fledgling and uber successful, is astounding. It’s sounds like you’re doing really well on you’re own, but I would highly recommend becoming involved with RWA. I could wax on and on about it in the blogosphere, but maybe we should just chat about it someday when you have time. 🙂
Oh crap. I just found out that this was supposed to be a HUMOR BLOG. There goes my last five years re-structuring my life around the inherent wisdom posted here. I’m screwed.
Kinda thought the “Miss Snarky Pants” title gave it away, but maybe not.
What’s with the disappearing act? You haven’t blogged for a couple of months now.
Just needed to take a break from the blog to focus on a different writing project and the holidays, but I shall return very soon.
Turquoise and red. I approve.
Even if it’s a little Martha Stewart-esque…
It was cool before Martha started doing it. I have proof.
Thank goodness. She really chaps my ass.
Observe my obsession: http://pinterest.com/kyliemj/red-and-robin-s-egg-blue/
OMG! I almost bought that vase with the red flower on it at Anthropologie! This is a tad scary.
Cue “woowoowoo” music.
I just laughed out loud in my open-plan office and received one too many strange stares – but i don’t care, I love your humour and blatant honesty. Why can’t there be more people like you in the world – there are far too many awkward people in the world who just don’t know how to say what they truly feel. Just spit it out for God sake. Oh, and by the way, I am also a taller than average woman 😉
Thanks so much for the encouragement, but let me assure you that I’m still totally awkward! I’m not sure if most people really want me to be as “honest” as I can be – and they’re probably right. Sometimes, I think I needs to carry a sieve with me to filter my words before they reach human ears.
On another topic, as a taller than average woman, where do you buy pants?
Thank you for dropping by and warming my day with your nice compliments.
OMG. Isn’t there a law against discriminatory blogging? Just in case there wasn’t – there certainly should be! Have we learned nothing from history? I don’t even follow this blog regularly, but just from the digest bits that end up in email inbox, not only has the tendency of the authors on here to discriminate against men become more prevalent; no – by now, there’s even distinct tendencies of height-ism lurking in literally every other post! Taller than average woman: That’s a sexist and heightist statement – and it makes me sad, because I’m a grumpy, old, tiny, fat man. At least fake some compassion.
Okay. Erm, I’m sorry that you’re a grumpy, old, tiny fat man. How was that?
You’re absolutely right, Miss Snarky, I CAN’T wait to read more. I’m subscribing THIS SECOND. And I have the distinct feeling I will be reading everything you’ve written and standing in line for more. I, too, am a freakishly smart blabbermouth, and one of those people with whom Jesus was cheating on you — horrible discovery! Please do not hold it against me that I am only 5’3″ tall. I’ll be back …
I KNEW he was cheating! So long as you realize he’s cheating on you too, I don’t see why we can’t be friends. Thanks for all the ridiculously kind compliments! I love readers like you!!!!!
And who doesn’t thrive and blossom in the glow of full-on appreciation? It’s the heady stuff of life!
Tall, painfully thin, smartass picky-eater who went to lawschool to avoid math… we must have been separated at birth. 😉
You’d be surprised at how many times I hear that. This is the second time in a week. So how is the law treating you? Do you practice or are you a recovering attorney like me?
I am still trying to find a good way out 😉
Wow, I just realized this morning that my brain started substituting the word “Sassy” for Snarky” somewhere along the line. The perils of long-term sustained wisdom! No wonder I couldn’t find you on Facebook — Miss Who?? Bear with me, please …
I happily answer to Miss Sassy Pants!
Okay, I feel all better now. 🙂
Now my teenage daughter thinks I am certifiable (totally possible regardless) as I …the non-laugh-outloud-blog-reader… sat here losing it LOUDLY over your open letter to Michelle Obama. Sign me up and keep em comin’!
Oh, yay! Teenagers should always think that their parents are certifiable or you aren’t doing your job right. Seriously, thanks for your kind words and I do hope you keep coming back. 🙂
Hi!. I just stumbled into your blog, had a look around for a bit, and landed here. You said you were “So Lonely”, so I’ve said ‘Hi!’. I really hope that helps…
Anyway, nice work – and you will now pop up in my Reader. Cheers!
You made my day. Any day a reader doesn’t run away screaming with urine dribbling down one leg, I consider that day to be a success. Thanks to you, I think I’ll let the gerbil live. For today, anyway.
Hope that gerbil is still in possession of a pulse…
Ohhhhh how I LOVE your blog! It’s been awhile since I’ve visited (been a while since I’ve blogged/updated my blogs), but I will be back again and again! You are an inspiration!
Thanks, sweetheart. I, like almost everyone on wordpress, took a few months off, so you probably didn’t miss much. So glad you dropped by. Fall’s here and it’s time to BLOG. Your blog is awesome; each photo speaks a thousand words.
Hi there!! Please, accept!!
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Hope this helps you with your loneliness. 🙂
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Thanks, Dr. Rex! Sorry to just be replying. I took a little time off. I’m excited and honored and flummoxed. I am delighted to accept. 🙂
Thanks, Dr. Rex! I sure will. You’re too kind. 🙂
Sooo I think snark is pretty cool and I major in it myself as well as sarcasm and overall rowdy free speech. I am looking for other mouthy bloggers to connect with and I quite dig your blog. Snark on and be merry
Thanks! I’ll have to check out your blog. Love the name!
Just found your blog. Hilarious. When I was a kid my grandparents live in Cincinnati & we visited every year. Polly Flinders had closed by then…luckily (NOT) there was a Polly Flinders Outlet in downtown (Polly Flinders Factory Outlet at 234 E. Eighth St., downtown, sells surplus fabric and trims along with the company’s signature, hand-smocked dresses for young girls. It’s one of 20 Polly Flinders outlets). For several years (from about 7-10 or 11 yrs old) my mom took me there. She was always so excited & made a huge deal about going. The first couple years I shared her excitement because I didn’t know any better….& my mom still hung the moon & stars (she does now too, she just didn’t from the time I was about 12-27 yrs old). Those dresses were dreadful & I share your pain. I did go to private school so the dresses were only worn for holidays in front of family & friends. Cousins whose mothers were equally disillusioned that the dresses were cute or that we liked them. So glad I found your blog.
You would not believe how many women I have bonded with over our mutual childhood hatred of Polly Flinders’ dresses. It’s like a badge of honor. I’m so glad you enjoyed the blog and I hope we bond over some other painful moments. Muffin tops, sulfur farts or embarrassing celebrity encounters, perhaps?
I really love your blog post. It’s so funny and make cup of tea.
By the way – thank you for following me and liking my newest poem.
How did you find my poem, just very curious?
Don’t ask me now. I have a mind like a sieve. I follow any writers worth their salt, so you must be worth it.
Good enough for me.
I promise you that my writings will trip you out. Maybe a bad natural acid trip, or Pee-wee Herman acid trip style, or The Matrix. 🙂
I doubt that. You have no idea how twisted and strange I am. Pee Wee Herman went to school with my aunt, by the way.
I love Strange. So, I think we’re going to get along just fine. 🙂
Love the intro on the home page! Sassiness is a speciality! Laughter a gift!
Thanks so much. Glad you enjoyed it. I figured US Magazine was never gonna ask me to do one of those 20 Things About Me lists and I was tired of making my loyal readers wait. Hope you visit again!
Well I’ve added you so now you’re stuck with me haha