Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
It's been a long time between rants, this one especially. Last time I grumbled about this was three years ago. And while this irritant has raised its annoying head on and off, there are certain days when the peeve gets elevated to a different status: in ALL CAPS, bold, italicised and underlined for good measure!... Continue Reading →
I first colored my hair while in the fag end of my 30s. It wasn't to cover up the greys (which am convinced are a sum total of the number of years I've been married and how old TO is) but to see if a different color was my thing. It was. And while my... Continue Reading →
In the world that Marie Kondo rules (in a manner of speaking), decluttering isn't merely something to be done; it can become a family activity of sorts while setting you free. Free from disarray, free from decisions about what goes where and why and ultimately free to move around your own space and feel good.... Continue Reading →
After I published yesterday's post, I kind of went down the AI-art rabbit hole. It's addictive like no one's business since it does keep challenging you to come up with more and better inputs for the software to generate an image that meets your directives. Having said that, it's irritatingly and yet interestingly falling short... Continue Reading →
I pun, or attempt to, at the best and worst of times. It's not listed as an official coping mechanism but it is one I employ along with snark, sarcasm and tongue-in-cheek humor. This disclaimer is being given because I will be speaking about our family car and how it's gone its merry way, away... Continue Reading →
TO was waiting for this movie to release and once it was on the horizon, there was no way he would settle for anything else than a full family outing to enjoy the world of Pandora and the Na'vi. And though I wasn't left feeling overawed, the movie was rather enjoyable purely for the aesthetics... Continue Reading →
I have to be honest here, I kind of like The Rock. I have ever since he was a smooth-bodied WWF wrestler with his trademark eyebrow lift. Once he became more of a man mountain and became ripped to a ridiculous degree, he was able to transition into movies with a bit of deadpan humor... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 