Author Archives: muffybolding
This week, the dark, blustery chill of Fall has finally arrived in Los Angeles, and with it, right on schedule, the return, for me, of THE FIRE. As a result, I had a rather interesting self-revelation recently. Over a huge, … Continue reading
I am sitting here watching this video both belly laughing AND belly crying at the unabashed joy of these wild, delightful young men. In the ancient depths of our Reptilian Brains, this is what we ALL dream about. This is … Continue reading
Muffy-The-Imperious-Asshole Edict #773: If you violate your teenager’s human rights by tracking them and/or their car with a GPS — thus denying them the privacy, freedom, and sense of self-determination you yourself enjoyed in your own youth — FUUUUUUUUCK YOU. … Continue reading
Another quick, DEAD-ON glimpse — provided via a single image — into my relationship with My One True Love. Yeah.
“If you’re in it to win it…you just gotta stick with it. Through the good times AND through the bad times.” That’s right. To enter this glittering arena and do battle with the most clever, creative, beautiful, talented, ambitious people … Continue reading
Recently, a new friend expressed genuine shock and befuddlement that my seditious self sports NARY A GOTTDAMNED TATTOO. They told me they were surprised that a broad such as myself had never been inked, ever, saying, “I just can’t believe … Continue reading
I am sick. I am currently both UNDER-the-weather…and OVER-the-weather. It is November 13th. NOVEMBER 13th. TWO WEEKS BEFORE WE COME IN FROM THE FROSTY COLD, MURDER A BIRD, and GATHER TOGETHER TO ASK THE LORD’S BLESSING. It is currently 91 … Continue reading
Never has a music video been more ON TRACK and more OFF TRACK — all at the same time — than THIS one. Y’ALL MUTHAFUCKAS NEED JESUS.
Gold frame. Olan Mills. Fresno girl. Seven years. Two bows. Junior bouffant. Dotted Swiss. Sweet smile. Missing tooth. BIG DREAMS.
Second one of the day. Because sometimes…nothing else helps. I will be okay.