Building the Blog: No Laughing Matter
Moments before I created this site, I wasn't quite sure what a blog was. Technology is a bane of my existence because, technically speaking, I am an imaginary friend (IF) (more about this in the next blog) and, as you might imagine, IFs suffer from pea-sized left brains where linear thought and logic reside. Hence, my woeful setup skills.
Despite this handicap, however, my "IF" spin on the vicissitudes of life should elicit a chuckle or two (scroll down to see the video clip Rowan Atkinson in Hell). We all know tears are cathartic, but they play havoc with eye makeup, for heaven's sake. One must have priorities.
Writing the Blog: A Laughing Matter
Yes, yes, IFs wear makeup. Well, we're not perfect. Do you think we freefloat naked through the cosmos and disappear after childhood? Hmph. Believe me, I know real -- stilettos, pizza and your teenager out all night are real. Having painless feet while wearing stilettos, weight loss after eating pizza or sleeping soundly while your teenager is out all night -- these are all imaginary.
Rants and raves abound; spouses, children, pets, family, co-workers, obsessions, shopping channel, diet, exercise and maxed-out credit cards may not be earth-shattering topics, but they are life as we live it now. Although the bad news is out there, we can at least try to balance it with the good (see News at a Click). Now's the time to plumb the shallows and depths with an arched eyebrow and appreciate the absurd.
Erma Bombeck, humorist extraordinaire, once said, "If you can't make it better, you can laugh at it."
Scroll around to see what I've posted so far. Don't rush me, now. Tammy Palmtree is a work in progress and, as drama queen of the shallow and arcane (see Chichi...or Not, Games People Play and Whimsy), I promise more entertaining links will follow (Note: Curl Up with a Good Book and No IFs, ands or Butts are under construction.
Moments before I created this site, I wasn't quite sure what a blog was. Technology is a bane of my existence because, technically speaking, I am an imaginary friend (IF) (more about this in the next blog) and, as you might imagine, IFs suffer from pea-sized left brains where linear thought and logic reside. Hence, my woeful setup skills.
Despite this handicap, however, my "IF" spin on the vicissitudes of life should elicit a chuckle or two (scroll down to see the video clip Rowan Atkinson in Hell). We all know tears are cathartic, but they play havoc with eye makeup, for heaven's sake. One must have priorities.
Writing the Blog: A Laughing Matter
Yes, yes, IFs wear makeup. Well, we're not perfect. Do you think we freefloat naked through the cosmos and disappear after childhood? Hmph. Believe me, I know real -- stilettos, pizza and your teenager out all night are real. Having painless feet while wearing stilettos, weight loss after eating pizza or sleeping soundly while your teenager is out all night -- these are all imaginary.
Rants and raves abound; spouses, children, pets, family, co-workers, obsessions, shopping channel, diet, exercise and maxed-out credit cards may not be earth-shattering topics, but they are life as we live it now. Although the bad news is out there, we can at least try to balance it with the good (see News at a Click). Now's the time to plumb the shallows and depths with an arched eyebrow and appreciate the absurd.
Erma Bombeck, humorist extraordinaire, once said, "If you can't make it better, you can laugh at it."
Scroll around to see what I've posted so far. Don't rush me, now. Tammy Palmtree is a work in progress and, as drama queen of the shallow and arcane (see Chichi...or Not, Games People Play and Whimsy), I promise more entertaining links will follow (Note: Curl Up with a Good Book and No IFs, ands or Butts are under construction.
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