P.E.I stands for Prince Edward Island, a tiny little…well..you guessed it, island in the Maritimes where I grew up. I’m not sure who decided that we–my grandmother, my mother and I–were going to go hit the road and take the ferry for a little trip to P.E.I. My mother liked… Read More »Great Acoustics
My father is a loud man–but not necessarily in the sense of volume (although that can be true, too.) He does a lot of things loudly. He likes to laugh loudly, grumble loudly, express his opinion loudly, live loudly, and talk. He’ll talk to anyone and everyone. Shyness is… Read More »Can I sharpen your window for you?
I remember drives the best. Despite being bored out of my mind when I was younger, my mother had a love for driving long drives–going no where for no reason other than just to see what’s around the bend. I drove her batty on lone drives when we were… Read More »Driving Miss Darlene
I was born in Nova Scotia, a small peninsula Provence of Canada nearly surrounded by the ocean. My father was in the Canadian Military and my mother, Darlene, had dedicated herself to being the house wife–at least, I like to imagine my mother like that. Full of innocence toward motherhood, with… Read More »My mother discovers my artistic talents at an early age & My first words
My mother would put me in dresses–velveteen numbers with white lace at the neck and skirts hems. Pink with white polka dots, white leotards or pantyhose and little shiny shoes. I was forever staining them with grass and mud and being far too hyper–I often felt like I drove my… Read More »My grandmother carried a kitchen sink.
Hello 2phatgeeks readers! This week has been an up and down sort of week. Shawn’s father (Shawn is 1phatgeek of the 2phatgeeks writing nuts here at the blog) was re-admitted to the hospital on Monday with breathing issues. During the week his health grew progressively worse due to this and… Read More »Love Notes
I slept in on Thursday. Like, slept in a lot. Every once in a while I get hit with the sleepy bug, especially when Shawn is home. I just…sleep better. A lot better. Lots and lots better. Sometimes it borders on it being a coma. Imagine my surprise however, when I woke… Read More »The beautiful, calming sounds of a crazy fat man. Now for your phone!
While I love SW:TOR, while I love guild wars–the game that has always held my heart the most has been Star Wars: Galaxies. Never before has a game allowed me to play a completely non-combatant, socially driven character relying on interaction in order to survive. Outside of (and perhaps equal to) EQ… Read More »SWGEmu fills the holes some of my favorite MMORPG’s leave.
Me: [Reads a screenshot of a twitter play-by-play of possibly the worst date in Starbucks history. Starts giggle snorting.] Shawn: “What?” Me: [Reads it.] Both of us: “Oh my god. That was awful.” Me: “He took her to Starbucks. Who does that?” Shawn: [Look over his glasses at me.] “Go get… Read More »First date snob.
Imagine a small, dark room. The room is half in shadow; the plain white walls look more grey than bright. There are no windows. There are no doors. There is no texture anywhere and no color. You are pale and white and your clothing too–but in this room, everything… Read More »I found a room with a thousand windows and doors (living with depression)