I am in training up in Flagstaff for the next two weeks. I opted to commute back and forth rather than campout in Flag. Needless to say after yesterday's fourteen-hour-day, I am a zombie.
Now, I know you know I am not big on fast food—certainly not greasy, salt-laden stuff. I am so inexperienced at the whole drive through window thing that I actually hit the curb pulling up to the takeout window. Could have something to do with exhaustion as well. Anyhow, I am not familiar with any
Updated April 9, 2015 at 03:09 AM by realitybites
Last Sunday I planted two new tomato plants. This season I decided to place them below the porch--up on crates--rather than on the porch.
Meet Ben. He is a Better Boy hybrid.
Updated Yesterday at 05:40 PM by realitybites
There is a new Moz book being released in May that claims to have the answers to all my questions. Preposterous. Think it will answer these?
When was the last time Moz ate cheese?
Does Moz still wear leather shoes?
Does he read the forums at Morrissey-Solo?
What does he think of the phrase cheese is murder?
Did Moz have a crush on Johnny?
Did he sleep with Johnny?
Is Morrissey really bi?
Is Damon bi?
Did Moz sleep with Tina?
Updated March 9, 2015 at 01:02 PM by realitybites
I don't believe in godsends, angels, karma, fate, or destiny. But sometimes things just fall into place, our luck seems to have no bounds. What do we account for these things? Chance? Coincidence? Perhaps. All I know is that when opportunity knocks, answer the door and be sure you have your makeup on and gas in the car. In other words, be ready to go for it. Do all your homework, prep work, emotional work... lots of work. Hard work. Effort yields results. Dream. Believe. Achieve.
Updated March 4, 2015 at 02:49 PM by realitybites
This is my year, my time to shine. I have never felt so ambitious, focused, determined, powerful, calm, happy, and deserving. This is my second stage—a new beginning. My career prospects have never been better or more rewarding. I've made some wonderful friends and truly feel like I am a part of a community. I love my city—the weather, the people.
By this time next year I'll be so shiny your eyes will burn just looking at me.
Updated March 2, 2015 at 12:20 AM by realitybites