How can you miss me when I won’t go away?
Well, I just like you so much I want to stay. Hey.

Summer’s ending again, just like a song, so what could go wrong? Weeeelllll…
- Another WordPress post “corrupted”, again, geez, I’m gonna be Blogging Al Capone soon with all this corruption; pretty soon I’ll be doing posts from WordPress Alcatraz.

- My laptop stopped letting me type the letter “q” (I have to copy and paste the letter q now; to qualify, that’s why you won’t see me using q words often, in case you were quietly quizzical of how I was, in fact, typing q now, umm, yes, quite).

- Fell again and again, oh and I almost forgot, again (I’ve fallen and why do I bother getting up when gravity is just gonna have it’s way with me again).

- Printer went on strike, demanding better working conditions, I feel like one of these days my printer is going to go full Norma Rae on me.

- Fibromyalgia flare (flare seems like such a cute word, how about Fibro Fire, as in, I feel like I’m on fire, pain, fatigue, brain fog, acutely sensitive to well, everything, IBS, migraines…chronic suckage https://yadadarcyyada.com/2019/12/06/chronic-suckage/

- The heat death is still upon us somedays…and the yearly The Invasion of the Pumpkin Spice (the spice must flow, release the horde!).

- Terrible drivers to infinity and beyond…

- Vacuum tried to kill me, hmmm, maybe it’s just tired of being pushed around.

- Spiders, I swear half the spider population are here, inside with me, I don’t like it, let’s be honest, they’re not like Charlotte at all, they’re terrible, terrible, terrible.

Yes, I fully understand these are all First World Problems.

After all, looking on the bright side, I’m not involved in a war, unless trade wars count, you know what, let’s ignore politics, simple enough to do, ummm, ignoring mode activated…

I have food, though most of it hates me and gives an impression of an alien trying to rip its way out of my body, but hey, it’s an adventure?!? Bad Xenomorph, naughty.

I have wonderful family and friends and books; thank you to all the libraries, what would we do without you, I never ever want to try.

Tea and chocolate, for now, between bad crops, war, greed, tariffs, etc. who knows? I was at Costco and 2.4kg, I think that’s just over 5lbs, of Hershey’s Chipits were $34.99 CAD, gosh, I hope the chocolate prices go down soon, seriously, I’m not built for OnlyFans.

I have streaming (mostly for free or free trials) and dreaming (is dreaming still free? https://yadadarcyyada.com/2015/03/27/dreaming-is-free).

I try to write, paint, and blog despite struggling, emotionally, physically, financially, so mostly, I’m happy, all things considered, because there’s: good stuff, bad stuff, sucky stuff, weird stuff, chronic stuff, confusing stuff, and well, just stuff stuff, but in the end…it’s all just stuff and things – they are what they are, it is what it is and deep breaths.

This has all happened before and it will all happen again, so I’ll just chill while I wait for the chilly hot chocolate weather…

Wait to be wrapped in cozy blankets, soft oh so soft socks, wearing heavy sweaters (I complain about the heat because I don’t want to be hot or even overly warm, I want to be chilly then get warm), and mostly, hopefully, wait for some semblance of normalcy to return – thinking happy thoughts and wishing us all well.



























So here, we’ve only got one rule: Never ever let it cool! Hot, hot, hot hot chocolate; find your inner marshmallow and melt into the season.

I wanted to be with you alone



politicians, celebrities, television shows, smartphones and other electronic gadgets and gizmos, cars, causes, friends, fads, flights of fancy…







but his cast-mates are bright shining lights cutting into any and all plans. Why hope? Why not? Another season has been approved and I’m cheering. Yahoo! For 










It’s funny to think I first read this book almost 35 years ago, when I naively thought it was fiction and thank goodness this could never happen. Note to self, never say never. If you haven’t started reading one of Canada’s most precious natural resources, Margaret Atwood, I suggest you love yourself enough to begin your journey. I’ll continue with her latest, “The Testaments”, filled with hints of things to come. 






a new love (who doesn’t have to but if he looked like Negan, Starlord or Daryl Dixon that would be cool, just as completely random examples),
muffins, laughter, strawberries, donuts, chocolate, chocolate donuts, kindness, cupcakes, family, and oh yeah, to write another chapter in my own story.










your story is bound to be a bestseller 









Yo, I’ll tell you what I want, what I really really want. I wanna—, I wanna—, I wanna stop hearing ‘want’ instead of ‘need’…So I have a problem, something I have to face…To move ahead at a more novel pace.
























Remember that label?













Hello, it’s good to be back!

















was laughingly sucked into space to cavort (hey, I can cavort with the best of them) through the Saloon at the Edge of Everywhere. That sounds familiar, did I spend time there in my youth, next to CBGB, right? Book One of The Otherwhere Chronicles made me reluctant to return to Earth, like when you’re at a party, it’s past time to go home, but you think, just a few minutes more. If you’re feeling brave and in need of some fun, visit Arthur at 










































































We have so many choices today, yet they often amount to chaos. We’re suffering from choice and decision fatigue.
We’re hyper-connected, it doesn’t mean we’re always enjoying it.


Spiderman, Batman, part of Superman (get your minds out of the gutter), X-Men, 







When I first heard the name 
Whether or not you agree with civil disobedience or the way this group or others protest, it gets attention. I disagree they should be jailed, separated from their family and friends, brutalized, beaten, persecuted, and maligned just because they don’t agree with the people in power. Also, it really just, well, proves their point.



They live in our homes.











and nasty.
























