All posts by Jocelyn the Plaid

This is America. We Americans get to drive any street-legal vehicle we can afford. We have become a nation of Highlanders, Encores, Expeditions, Sequoias, Tahoes, Outbacks Suburbans, Yukons, Armadas, and the more obscure CR-V AWDs and Acura MDXs. I wonder about the secret code masked by these letters. I mean, did someone seriously sit down… Read More

Retrospective from 2016 as We Near Yet Another Capricon: The Search for Bob Kearny It’s a windy, cold February day, expected to hit zero degrees by morning. Shasta and Mommy are staying at the Westin in Wheeling for another Capricon, a favorite sci fic con that mommy attends each year. Mommy has put on her… Read More

This post should maybe be titled ADHD life. Oops. I realized yesterday that some of my emails had mattered. But between my aching feet (getting better), lack of sleep (sigh), missing items (Albert had borrowed the stupid charge card), ADHD (a win — Starbucks gave me a free coffee card to reward me for being… Read More

The sartorially challenged should invite sympathy, not scorn.  Who plans Sarah Huckabee Sander’s outfits? I’d say the odds are good that Sarah has been rummaging through her own closet unfortunately. She may even reflect at length before getting dressed, picking up one dress after another, trying to figure out which style and color will best… Read More

The hashtag #BoycottStarbucks epitomizes an unattractive aspect of social media today.  Some woman is calling for a boycott of Starbucks because, horror, they have eliminated the peach and mango syrups. We are also supposed to boycott Starbucks because of the so-called lesbian Christmas cup. Two girls appear to be holding hands on the cup. Are… Read More

In the movie Robocop, Murphy and Lewis lay mired in a muddy pit at the end, both wounded. Murphy is lying on his back, trapped under fallen steel girders. As Clarence Boddicker goes in for the kill, Murphy extrudes a secret pointy spear and slices the evil Clarence’s carotid artery. Spurt, spurt. Evil is vanquished,… Read More

Turnerdom began a quest awhile back. Sunset Grocery had put a premium honey brand on sale right after the clover honey spluttered its last farewell into a teacup. So buckwheat honey gained entrance to the tea cabinet. This led to the startling discovery that some honeys don’t taste remotely like the clover honey of my… Read More

“I am not nuts. … I was right except for the mandroid thing, thank you.”  ~ Ron in Supernatural, upon learning he was right about the secret evil lurking around him. Ron was right, but Ron got shot dead by a well-meaning, human security guard. It doesn’t matter how well you can detect demons if you let… Read More

I think this might be the top of my head. I’m not quite sure. I have taken many fun photos lately. What does this picture tell us? “She obviously has way too much time on her hands!”  is not the answer. “She could use a bit more hair” is not the answer, either. “Could be… Read More

Wham! Wham! The candies and minutes disappear. The app can be our friend. I love having the weather at my fingertips, for example. If not for a tap on my phone, I might’ve walked out into this 54° morning in a short, burgundy, white-striped dress with white sandals.  I looked at my phone and quickly… Read More