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Category Archives: Tiny Threads
May
2024
#TinyThreads: An Insignificant Series
I recall more commercial jingles from my childhood than actual songs. And yes, I find myself still singing them.
“Hey look, there’s a look that’s in style, live wires, live wires!”
May
2024
#TinyThreads: An Insignificant Series
Career goals: luxuriating in bed. Also, making up words that offer new ways to do nothing.
May
2024
#TinyThreads: An Insignificant Series
If one day there is a collection of these #TinyThreads, it will have to be a highly-curated and extensively-edited-down best-of collection, as many of them simply suck.
May
2024
#TinyThreads: An Insignificant Series
While I don’t have the energy to write a review, just trust me when I tell you to go see ‘Six’ if it plays anywhere near you.
May
2024
#TinyThreads: An Insignificant Series
Murdering puppies is the GOP brand now. Remember that when you think about voting for a Republican.
April
2024
April
2024
#TinyThreads: An Insignificant Series
“No shaking. Shaking is just for when you finish in the men’s room.”
It may not sound like it at first reading, but that quote is actually about how to properly eat sushi. In this specific reference, it’s regarding shaking off a little bit of soy sauce from the fish: lesson learned is that you don’t shake it. But try telling that to my booty.
April
2024
#TinyThreads: An Insignificant Series
How do pencil erasers work? Such simple magic has always thrilled me.
April
2024
#TinyThreads: An Insignificant Series
Sometimes the thought is enough when faced with the prospect of the aftermath.
April
2024
#TinyThreads: An Insignificant Series
With all of our technological innovations and wizardry, why am I still waging war with these wretched price stickers on items from Marshalls and TJ Maxx? Tell me why.
April
2024
#TinyThreads: An Insignificant Series
Dropping things seems to be my affliction during this period of Mercury in retrograde motion: glasses, cups, screws, even a jar of olives (and all their juice, which ended up running into Andy’s paperwork for his new car – oh dear). Hell, I’d probably drop my dick right now if it wasn’t attached.
















