Sara Ryan

Snag was compelled to nap in the recently-purchased file box. Fortunately he did not choose to mark any receipts as his territory.

Sugarplum Squeampunk (Especially “On This Odd Day.”) Frank Talk With Lady Gaga (Can’t stop listening to her lately, and I’d been looking for a long-form article besides the ones that attempt to explicate her status as a tool of the Illuminati.) The Danger of A Single Story (Some of you have probably already seen this [...]

Actually it is just my typical bad cell phone camera shot. But it has that quality, don’t you think?

So we spent most of tonight at the emergency animal hospital, because Snag discovered that he is not the unbeatable warrior he thinks he is. Abscess, sutures, antibiotics, drain, Elizabethan collar. Or “e-collar” for short, aka the Cone of Shame. He’s gonna have to wear it for a week to ten days. He is exactly [...]

This one, I think, captures the essence of his personality better than any of the previous entries in the series. Anyone care to LOLify? If so, post the results in comments!

It’s been a long time since I’ve had a desk. You know, I have that whole thing of writing in coffeeshops, and/or with friends on a work date, or sometimes at the studio. But yesterday, inspired by a discussion of productivity in which several people expressed that yes, indeed, having a dedicated workspace is Good, [...]

No, I never actually do get tired of posting ridiculous cat photos. In that way I am like much of the rest of the Internets.

That is all.

Who knew? We just had to take the paperwork out.