“Where are you from?”
I can not count the number of times I’ve been asked that question in the last week, but I do know the number of times is greater than in my entire life up to this point.
I must have an accent.
But, wait! There's more...Texas is a Common Law state. According to Findlaw.com, you can say you’re married and that’s it. No ceremony, no nothing.
Yet one more reason Texas is awesome.
I’m looking for a common law husband. Why? Because I need health insurance.
Before I get to the self-stroking RV stuff I fixed, I want to talk about something sort of important, for once…
My Yahoo! editor has fallen off the face of the earth which means I’ve been able to write more on this blog. Lucky you! (No contact in about a month now, and I’ve submitted a great story idea and an article in that time, along with a few reminder emails.Whatever.) So in between writing the next episode of Tales From the RV Park, I checked my blog stats on Google Feedburner and noticed I lost about 20% of my subscribers within the four days after this post: Online Dating: Oh my. Well, this explains a lot. The post may or may not explain a lot about online dating, but I can’t figure out why I lost so many subscribers. Especially since I thought the post about the hunter-gather principle would’ve been the one to turn folks off. Or, more likely, this post or this post. Was it something I said?
But, wait! There's more...(*hat tip* to Bluz Dude at Darwinfish 2 for the title idea) The Tale of the Tail I’ve been creating a tree nursery for the park by germinating such things as Pomegranates, Wisteria, Jacaranda, Cheesewood, and Giant Sequoias. (Heh, I don’t pick the seeds, they were already here just collecting … But, wait! There’s more…
It’s in town because I made the Squirrel Circus here. No, this isn’t another story about that ex-boyfriend who went off to join the circus. You’re welcome. This post really is about squirrels I got to jump through hoops, sort of. It’s more like running through tubes and boxes than … But, wait! There’s more…
Knot A Clew. It’s like they knew I was coming aboard. I don’t even need to make this stuff up, it just finds me. Like flies find fly paper. “Not a clue” is the theme of my life, particularly when it comes to dating. Thankfully, this wasn’t a date. Two … But, wait! There’s more…
Oh hai internet! Dis ar teh anothr guest post frum teh kitteh. Remembr me? Sure u do! Mah hooman often talkz bout me. Im also teh co-pilot on her rv trip around teh country. I doan read maps yet, but Im lernin. (Editor’s note: The following is a holiday letter … But, wait! There’s more…
