Alien Tea Shoppe

Read this article today.  12 Signs You Have No Self-Respect As A Woman .  I had thoughts, obviously, or why would we be here, but I wonder how I can change some of it. So, let's just jump right in, shall we?

 So... computer woes.  It's old.  Wordpress doesn't update their certificates properly or whatever, so it's off the table momentarily. Which is pretty much why I do switch between this platform & that one .  And I am old, because case in point, I'm over here struggling with... writing... when everyone else is making videos on Instagram & TikTok, which is what I'll be writing about today. We'll just dive right into it, right?

My town has drafted a proposal about safer driving & wanted citizens to read it & give thoughts. I did read it.  And I did have thoughts.  I do have thoughts on things but I have to be in a... quirky mood to actually voice what I'm thinking, which apparently I was on that day.  I messaged them saying this. On the Safe Roads Hattiesburg Safety Action Plan post it say, "Residents are encouraged to review the draft and provide feedback". I'm unsure what this means. I did review it, but am unsure what feedback means. I do have some safety issue concerns that weren't addressed, but I'm not certain that's what you're looking for. I only saw one thing that seemed to be a typo & an idea that I'm not certain will be beneficial. I'm not sure how to give feedback & if it's the "comment" on the draft at the top, I'd rather not do it that way. Could I just... say the things here? They responded with that this would...

I've inherited tackle box tool boxes.  I actually don't know what they are.  I believe they were tool boxes to begin with (I mean, being sold as such), as the original one says something about tools in the name, but they were only used as tackle boxes.  I'm not surprised as my paternal grandmother used some tatting shuttle for trot lines, because she was crafty that way.   The first is navy blue & was used by my paternal grandparents for their fishing, at least in the early days, as I'm sure they upgraded at some point.  Dad took that home with him the last time we were up there.  Now, I have dismantled it & salvaged any fishin' gear that we might use & chucked the rest.  It is now my tool box.   Came across dad's first tackle box in the garage recently.  I have dismantled that, washed it out (just like the other) & now it is my art box.  Didn't salvage much from it, but a few lures, because they are from the 60...

 I find humans to be so strange.  While I'm fine that my views don't really seem to match theirs (or correctly?), it's how we simply can't wrap our heads around each other that I find impossible to understand. Lil' Small & I were watching The Witches of Eastwick the other night.  I'd seen it as a kid & let me tell you I did not get any of the sexual references then (or the words of pussy , dick , or fuck ).  Anyways, there were scenes I did remember like him cursing them while playing their video of their fears on twelve hundred televisions, or them playing tennis, or him being cursed throughout the town.   It came to the part where they no longer want him around.  They just ignore him.  I said, "Man, that's just wrong, they did him wrong...." Lil' Small laughed & said, "You'll always side with The Devil won't you?!" Well... maybe not always, but in this instance, yes. So, they conjured him.  They invited him. ...