paulaB
American born, Canadian raised, she/her, blogger, photographer, poet, history buff, armchair politics bumpkin.
Conspiracies Born Of Faery Farts Are Catnip For The Right-Wing Extremist
Pics in my Twitter feed this morning of Anti-maskers marching in Montreal yesterday, that bastion of European chic, infiltrated with Trump 2020 signs advocating for more of the meth lab mentality infesting our southern border. United States has gone insane, like a car crash in slow motion, and those of us on the outside view […]
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About How I Really Want To Make This Dystopian Reality Just Another Cheesy Sci-Fi Fantasy Again
So I broke down and subscribed to Netflix again, after I guess a couple of years. I just got bored with all the glitzy ditzy Hollywood plotlines. Not to say that was all they offer, and I remember I did enjoy it, at first. But it wained, as the content that interests me is often […]
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The Return to Innocence, Poopy Cramps, And Other Stuff
Originally my plan had been to have her fixed this fall with my bonus money. Well, no job, no bonus money, no fix. So, off into that growing pile, like all the rest of it, like my no good rotten horrible teeth. No idea how this will all work this year mom, my teeth, her, […]
MoreHell Hath No Fury Like A Karen Told To Wear A Freakin’ Mask
Questioning our sanity, on days that end in Y, has become a habit many I guess now engage in, testing the waters, reading the news, trends on Twitter, and shake our head and sigh. I escape, go to my sanctuary, my shelter from the plague outside my door, of the virus kind, and the hatred […]
MoreWhilst Waiting For T-Stain And The Sycophants And Their Evil Plot To Destroy Me
Lately I’ve found myself just scrolling, scrolling, scrolling, reading, processing, ignoring, walking, eating, drinking tea, smoking my cylinders of sin on the stoop in the garden, not having one single clue, what to do, either next, or never, or while I wait, or if I should wait, or what to woo. What to do? Teeth […]
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And So I Write To You, Because He Called For His Mom As He Begged For His Life
I’m not sure if I’ll ever be able to properly articulate the scope of the emotions I’ve felt the last couple weeks. Of anger so visceral I have clenched my horrific teeth so much I may just lose them all by the time the Dentistry Department actually calls back with my appointment. And, I have […]
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