Those of you who follow me on Twitter (@whymomdrinksrum) know about my aversion to other people. Specifically other people who drive during the morning at the same time I do. It's annoying. Mostly because they are asshats.I've mentally installed weapons on my truck to combat the evil asshats....rockets, laser guided missiles, ninja squirrels....and I'm always open to new ideas. If they will cause others to blow up and/or be chopped up into little bits.So, for the information and well being of... Read Full Story

Alright, yes. I get it. The H1N1 is making the rounds and people are getting sick all over the place (like other flu seasons) and some people are dying (like other flu seasons) and by GOLLY you should go get your flu shot (like other flu seasons).I'd like the media to take this big pointy stick and shove it up their....whatever. I don't even care which hole they use. Just pick one. I'm sick of hearing the hysteria being fed.Perspective is a glorious thing.Let's have a little look at the Spani... Read Full Story

Dear Apple ITunes Steve Jobs,Please to fuck off and die.You make me want to stab myself in the face with a penguin. Your updates make me cry. I could probably forgive you for the monotonous never-ending PC V Mac commercials with that guy Drew Barrymore is fucking. Wait....OK that's alot of people. You know? That guy from 'Live Free or Die Hard'? The computer geek? Whatever. She's fucking one of them. And it's not the guy from the John Stewart show. I don't think he has sex. Like ever.But thes... Read Full Story

The whale has lost it's tail. In what I can only assume is a direct response to being in our house, the older one ripped apart his toy whale. And in other news? They're still staring at me. Read Full Story

This is what they do. For hours. And hours.Circles. Then they stop to rip the guts out of their stuffy whale...or hedgehog. Circles. Day Three of Dog Sitting: The cat has emerged and they are running circles. And they are still STARING AT ME. Read Full Story

This is what they do. This is ALL they do.Stare at me.What do you want? I've played with you! I've fed you! I've given you treats! I LET YOU SHIT ON MY LAWN.I don't get dogs. At all. I mean yeah, look at the adorable smiling faces - THAT part I get. But the rest of it isn't my style. I like the cat and her 'I don't care whatever don't talk to me' attitude.Day 2 of 6.They won't stop staring at me. Read Full Story

Alright, I realize the title of that post is misleading. But it would take more effort than I'm willing to give to come up with another one so let's move past that. A dear sweet friend of mine (and please be advised that by dear sweet friend I mean slug-sucking wench whom I will smack once I am in smacking distance) decided that I should have bangs. And then she recruited people to her cause on Twitter. And before you know it I had Beyonce hair. ON TWITTER. And then KD Lang hair. ON TWITTER. ... Read Full Story

Rock Paper Scissors Lizard Spock T-Shirt ~ Big Bang Theory_________________________________________________________ Gummy Bacon. Because that's awesome._____________________________________________________ Wookie Cookies. Enough said._________________________________________________Those were gifts for a certain someone who turned OLD last weekend. I also spent Friday night shopping for some of my favorite people. Do you KNOW how hard it is to find a good Canadian themed sex toy? Sigh. At a... Read Full Story

So, if your eyes are tired of bleeding and you are in the market for a new torture? The fantabulous Karl Erikson (with no Cs in his name) is interviewing me over on Talkshoe for Secondhand Radio. Yes, that's right! I can make your ears bleed with my Kermit the Frog voice.I am so deeply sorry in advance.You can click here to see the Google Calendar schedule. All shows are on Monday and Thursday at 10 PM EASTERN TIME (that is 7pm Pacific - Vancouver/Seattle time - and 8pm Mountain - Calgary/Mo... Read Full Story

It's about time. I mean...thank-you Good-Karma Fairy. But seriously? About time. The appliance store called me back on Tuesday morning...clearly they were able to decipher my babbling tear filled message, "*hic* Hi, my name is *snort* Holly and I bought my dishwashhhheerrrrrr....*snifff* from you and it just *suck in breath* blew uuuuup and I can't use it *burp* noooow." And guess what? Hell hath frozen over and the Bosch gods smiled down upon the Rum House. And it was good. Because the dishw... Read Full Story