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Where I Catch You Up, Make Plans for a Hand Job and Crash Cars

by tarastar on August 22, 2010

I haven’t blogged in a long time.  I meant to, I did.  But relatives came to visit, the good kind of relatives, and we spent the time camping and going to Disneyland and Target and swimming pools.  And drinking…during all those outings but Target, because now at California Adventure Park, they have margaritas.
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Ken Gets a Penis

by tarastar on July 14, 2010

I’ve neglected Cinderella (Episode 1 is here, Episode 2 is here) and her saga because I have a very short attention span.  Also because I can’t think of what happens to Cinderella next.  I’ve got some pictures of her naked on a Costa Rican beach but don’t know what to do with them.  My plan [...]

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The Bucket List Where I Stab Hope in the Throat

by tarastar on June 30, 2010

Well it’s Wednesday on a week I don’t have the kids; consistently the worst day of the week for me.  On the weekend I am fine.  Monday I am full of hope about all the things I will get done while the kids are with their dad.  Tuesdays I do all the laundry and cook [...]

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I Don’t Want to Think About Thorn Crowns When I’m Shopping

by tarastar on April 20, 2010

I’m very anxious today.  I think I’ll go and see the firemen this afternoon at Trader Joes, where they live.  Sometimes they live at Safeway, but mostly Trader Joes.  I know they live there, because they are there pretty much all the time and also, when I see them they never have a cart.  Once [...]

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How to Make Barbie Clothes from Socks

by tarastar on March 9, 2010

Today I’m going to completely ignore all the laundry in the house and all the dishes in the sink and the taxes and the possible termite problem in the bathroom.  And also working on my novel.  That too.  Instead, I’m going to do a tutorial on how to make Barbie clothes.  Because if you’re a [...]

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