twin sister

A few days ago Lotus asked me to guest post for her and my first reaction was, “Okay, as long as you don’t mind that I’m kind of a bitch and I go off on weird tangents sometimes and say lots of really offensive [bleep] when the mood strikes me,” but then I remembered who I was talking to and realized that Lotus and I totally go together like Rama Lama Lama and Ka-Dingy-Da-D

As I've been documenting on Twitter, my grandmother has been having a pretty serious health scare over the past couple of days. We still don't know what's going on, but the possibilities have run the gamut from colitis to cancer.

Easy, breezy and beautiful is probably the least original, but most effective way to describe my first six hours at Bonnaroo so far. There was no traffic on the drive down, no hassles checking in for press credentials and assembling my tent under the scorching hot sun was at least 1/10th the hassle I expected.

I set myself a task of going through my dresser and tossing or giving to Goodwill everything I had not worn.  In the process I found my college diploma, a lot of bras I don’t ever remember being small enough to fit in, and MY DEAD PEOPLE!

Alice, Texas, that is. It seems that the mayor’s neighbor decided to go out of town and they asked the mayor, who lives next door, to take care of their dog while they were gone. The mayor called the neighbor the day after they left on vacation to let them know that their dog, Puddles, had died. (The mayor also apparently filed a formal report saying the dog had run away. Don’t ask me why. Not even I can make this stuff up.) They were heartbroken, as you might expect.