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“My story isn’t pleasant, it’s not sweet and harmonious like the invented stories; it tastes of folly and bewilderment, of madness and dream, like the life of all people who no longer want to lie to themselves.” — Hermann Hesse, Demian

Our fierce, fabulous Baby Goat and her Delta Gamma sorority sister, Wedge, went to the big game yesterday at The Rose Bowl with a bunch of other friends — and they had the MOTHERLOVING TIME OF THEIR LIVES. None of … Continue reading →

In my felonious family…we laugh at everything. EVERYTHING. It is, in fact, the only reason most of us are still alive. Most of us. For example, when my GORGEOUS, GLAMOROUS little sister, Julia, tragically died from a drug overdose nearly … Continue reading →

Muffy’s Year End Best Of List, 2013: The very best book I read this year (and trust me, I read a LOT of books) is — CLAWS FUCKING DOWN — “The End of Eve” by my friend, the unfathomably brilliant … Continue reading →

Gosh. A most lovely and unexpected gift…dropped at my bejeweled, clawed, crimson talons on the last day of 2013 by the darling Evan L Smith. You just made my fucking YEAR with this quote, Herr Smith. THANK YOU FOR THE LOVE … Continue reading →

Inane Cluster of Existential Pissings #1222: 1) I have never seen a single episode of Seinfeld. Ever. 2) I am religion adverse. I believe that extreme, devout religiosity suggests a profound lack of imagination. I DO, however, believe in gods: … Continue reading →

We all know who gets TOP BILLING on Muffy’s Christmas Altar. That’s right. She who knits awesome Doctor Who scarves, covertly sneaks into the toy shop and reconfigures the LUDICROUS, INSULTING, UNREALISTIC hip-to-waist ratio on Barbie dolls when no one’s looking, … Continue reading →

“In your status line, list 10 books that have stayed with you in some way. Don’t take more than a few minutes and don’t think too hard — they don’t have to be “right” or “great” works, just the ones … Continue reading →

I am a cultural and ethnic mongrel — but, make no mistake…we pound puppies are a hale, hearty lot. We generally hail from felonious, deplorable, difficult origins, and I am no exception. We are scrappers and survivors. We birth babies … Continue reading →

Gosh. I am blown away by all the love. Wow. So, the truth is I have been away dealing with some health issues and have been off the grid, holed up at home, knitting, reading Anne Sexton, taking twice-daily hot … Continue reading →