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Sine Qua Non
I am now a grown-up. At thirty-four years old, I've somehow managed to avoid the pitfalls of encroaching adulthood and sidestep the devious placement of its various landmines for over three decades now, but it's finally caught up to me. Sure, I've k...
Crossing The Rubicon With Thomas And Friends!
I'm not sure whether it's something to do with the mind of a toddler, or if there are more sinister forces at work in the United Kingdom, but Trey is absolutely and unequivocally infatuated with Thomas The Tank Engine. If you don't have kids, you ...
With This Dance, I Thee Wed...(Part Two)
Yesterday, I took aim at the JK Wedding Entrance Dance with a critical eye poking through the telescopic site of my Hate Rifle. I didn't intend for the tone to come across quite as caustic as it apparently did, although I did mean everything I said....
With This Dance, I Thee Wed...
As you may or may not know, I am about to get married. And, while I prefer to pretend that I never made a Huge Mistake, the disastrous horror that was my first marriage cannot be omitted from my experience, and so I must regrettably acknowledge th...
Living With PMS And Surviving Machismo
I no doubt sometimes come across as a sexist pig in these little essays, but I'm actually a feminist at heart. I'm just also proud of my gender, insomuch as I can be, considering how deeply stupid and neolithic the average male is, at times. (Ok, so...
"Now I Am Become Death, The Destroyer Of Worlds"
Brittany and I were sitting in a restaurant tonight, each of us furiously concentrating on the cutting and the chewing and the swallowing of two extremely delicious steaks, when it occurred to me that my lovely fiancee has all of the power and the r...
The Return Of The Brittany
I planned on using today's entry to explain why you should care who Harlan Ellison is. However, since Brittany has (accurately) accused me of repeatedly hijacking her days, I think I'll save your education for tomorrow. It's probably for the best an...
On Surviving Love And Hate...
I know yesterday's entry was a bit on the depressing side, but it couldn't be helped. I was tempted to throw in some bits about how much better life gets once you meet a vessel worthy of pouring your love into: one without leaky cracks and suffering...
The Digital Serendipity Of A Fortunate Typo
I had a very interesting experience happen to me last Thursday night. Brittany and I were sitting around the house, alone and bored because it was Trey's night with his "Dad." She was busily occupying herself with the enormous time-sink of a Faceboo...
The Cat's In The Cradle...
I know I always say that I'm going to be brief, before I go on to relentlessly hammer out an ocean of verbiage for all of you to drown in - but this time, I actually mean it. I've had a very busy day, and I'm getting started on this entry much too l...
Already, The Deception...
I'm afraid I'm going to have to break down soon, and give in to Brittany's insistence that I read one of her favorite Nora Roberts books. It's called "Midnight Bayou" and she assures me (in treacherous, deceptive tones) that it is not a romance nove...
Flame Retardant?
On the advice of a friend, I watched "Fireproof" a second time. This time around, I enabled the commentary track and sat back in my big, comfy chair for one hundred and twenty-two minutes of insight into Mike Seaver's marital wisdom. I came away from...
When You Stare Into The Abyss, It Stares Back At You...And Looks Up Your Skirt
Brittany returns today with a tiny, almost non-existent entry of her own, but I'd like to say a few words before she gets around to spilling out the dozen or so that she's provided. Of course, while I'd always like to say a few words, I usually end u...
Emancipation Day!
I'm sorry to say that there will be no post from Brittany today, but there's a very good reason for it. Today was Brittany's Emancipation Day, and now she's officially and legally a free woman. Something I haven't mentioned before is that Brittany wa...
This Was A Triumph
I'm making a note here: Coquetting Tarradiddles turns one year old today, although I never expected Huge Success. In some ways, it seems like I started all of this so long ago, it was in another lifetime. In other ways, it feels like hardly any time ...
Happy Nottaversary!
Today is just another Monday, like a hundred before it and the next hundred still to come. There's really nothing out of the ordinary about it, but there is some hidden significance to the date.Today marks my first annual Nottaversary: the day when I...
One Zero Three!
I've always loved the month of October. Autumn is my favorite season, when the weather cools and things begin to die. Not cleanly like in Winter, though. No.In the Fall, the chill in the air bites at everything just enough to sting, but not enough to...
The Top Ten Things To Look For In A Woman
It's about time I got around to doing a Top Ten list, don't you think? Sure, they're cheesy and usually unhelpful, but they're always fun!If you don't like top ten lists, I'd apologize if I cared about your opinion. Fortunately for me though, I don'...
Love Is The Triumph Of Imagination Over Intelligence
Quick update: Yes, I totally thesaurused "castling" yesterday. Why, you ask? Because my ex is deeply, deeply stupid. She might have reacted too strongly to the word "abortion" so I couched it in an arcane definition of another word. True, I titled th...
Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo And Shit...
Hurricane Ike, unfortunately, unleashed his Motown wrath upon my entire area. Getting to electricity has been difficult, but getting to the Intertubes has been next to impossible. Yet, here I am! Rejoice and be glad in it.As you may have guessed, B...
Vacca Foeda!
Argh...what strange joy do people take in drawing my attention to shit like this? Maybe it's so I'll rail against it in my attempt to draw more attention to women acting like selfish, spoiled brats with notions of entitlement stuck so far up their as...
Four Sweater Vests...
So I told you something too terrible to describe was coming today, yet here you are. Undaunted!Ok, so here's the deal. I'm not going to be caustic today, or at least I'm going to try and not be. Instead, I'm going to take a brief moment to step outsi...
We Fell In Love, She Climbed Out, And I Dug My Way To China
Well, I finally took the blue pill and, with the help of Cowboy Curtis and Ted "Theodore" Logan, I'm finally out the other side of the rabbit hole. It took me a long time to get here, and I'm late for a very important date at the courthouse. Yes, tha...
I Weep For The Future...
I want to talk for a bit about a little piece causing a bit of a buzz around Hollywood these days. It’s called “How To Get Divorced By 30.” It was written by Sascha Rothchild for LA Weekly, and it is the most puerile, self-indulgent, immature, ...
Blog Two, This Time It's Personal
The natural tendency of the universe is to seek a state of uniform temperature. No hot spots, no stars: Heat Death. Entropy. We're all fucked.Especially fucked are those with romantic notions towards life, love, and apple pie. Well, maybe not apple p...
