Here are some other things I’m done with. People who don’t do much but spend a lot of time talking about how much they do. People who don’t know how to do things telling those who do them how they are doing them wrong. People who ignore you until they need something from you. People … More More Of Tater is Done
I had a nice long rant in my head in my car today. It won’t be nearly as good now that I’ve had time to decompress. I still feel the need for the rant. There will be profanity so I will start there. I’m sick and fucking tired of people clutching their pearls over the … More I’m Done: A Tater Rant
When we arrived home last night from a work get together(yes, we actually socialized with other people. Those poor people) my car was basically on empty. I didn’t have enough gas to make it all the way to work this morning. I go a little out of my way for gas because I have a … More It’s Not a Parking Space!
I have subscribed to my neighborhood’s NextDoor feed. I knew this was a mistake when I did it. I figured out from the email list that we have for the area that I don’t really like a lot of my neighbors(neighbors meaning people in the entire Piney Orchard community, not the people on my street). … More A Bonus Tater Friday Rant
The Youth Media Awards were announced this week. The book Hello, Universe by Erin Entrada Kelly won the Newbery Award. I saw one person on Facebook comment that the one review of the book mentioned that the r word is used a lot in the book. I don’t know what review that was, but I … More A Short Rant
I can’t remember the actual thing that got me started complaining to my family about people in general yesterday. I was in the car, so I’m assuming it was yet another stupid traffic move by another driver. I decided to post a list of things that people do and have done recently that drive … More A Monday Morning Rant
Well, a lot of stuff, but today I will focus on euphemisms for death. Passed on, passed away, passed, went home and any form of lost. I’ve felt this way since listening to a family friend call people from our house to tell them my dad had died and noticing her use every expression she … More You know what I hate?