I am totally overrated – Page 7

I don’t need your sarcasm, cats.

My cats, Rolly and Hunter S. Thomcat, pretty much every-damn-day-of-their-lives: ***************** And in entirely unrelated news, it’s time for the weekly wrap up: What you missed in my shop (tentatively called “Eight pounds of uncut cocaine” so that your credit card bill will be more interesting.): I HEART ZOMBIES What you missed on the internets: Kick-ass stuff IContinue reading “I don’t need your sarcasm, cats.”

Thank you!

EEEEEEEE. That is the sound of a hamster being squeezed too tightly by a three-year-old. It is also the sound I’m making after finding out that your tremendous support of the paperback version of my book (which came out last week) is now #5 on the NYT paperback list. I am so incredibly lucky to haveContinue reading “Thank you!”

Burdle is a real word. Don't question me, spellcheck.

Conversation with my husband: Victor: Ugh. I’m having a shitty day. me: What’s wrong? Release your burdle unto me. Victor: Um…my what? me: Your burdle. it’s short for “bundle of burdens”. Victor: That’s not a real word. me: It is. I just used it. Victor: Just because you say it doesn’t mean that it’s aContinue reading “Burdle is a real word. Don't question me, spellcheck.”

I'm huge and/or hated in Germany

Today I opened my mail and found my book translated into German, along with a German magazine filled with pictures of my grandparents for some reason. It was weird. And awesome. At first I thought the title translated to “What’s With The Night War, Stinky?” but according to people on twitter it’s more like “IsContinue reading “I'm huge and/or hated in Germany”

And you still haven't found what you're searching for. Because my blog got in your way.

At the end of each year I pull up my analytics to see what search terms actually brought people to this blog because it’s incredibly confusing to everyone involved. 2012 was no exception and I’m sharing a few of my favorite google searches that brought you all here (in order of # people searching thatContinue reading “And you still haven't found what you're searching for. Because my blog got in your way.”

Victor says it’s probably Italian for “cup”. Victor has no imagination.

This is a thing, y’all: It’s a single-serving wine. But it’s in a pudding cup with a foil top because apparently screw tops are too classy now. I got it for 99 cents at the gas station. All of this is true. Also, it’s not quite as good as Boone’s Fine Apple Wine, but IContinue reading “Victor says it’s probably Italian for “cup”. Victor has no imagination.”