Stop talking to the babies, Ma says my smiling youngest son as he comes down the stairs. He enjoys telling me to stop what I'm doing even when he enjoys what I'm doing. The babies have dark-dot eyes. One has it's fluffy backside to me. The other stares down at my face with steady curiosity,… Continue reading Dove Tales
Author: TeaShell
at home in my shell
Pop-up Stanley
To dispense with our need for human interaction and touch, the future will usher in pop-ups. All items will be ordered online and require no installation. My wish list? A pop-up partner. The online store will have a Character & Features menu like those in video games. I'll lift my couriered flat Stanley out of… Continue reading Pop-up Stanley
Driving Ms Crazy
The creepy-calm Google Maps voice gets me only so far. From there, it's a case of Driving Ms Crazy. I have DDPD (Duel Driver Personality Disorder). I'm a good driver (Ms Sane) stuck in a bad navigator's body (Ms Crazy). A treacherous, cruel joke. It means I look good going (smooth gear and lane changes)… Continue reading Driving Ms Crazy
