A look at the epileptic brain of Feisty Quill. A video of Elaine dancing on Seinfeld. What’s not to like?
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A look at the epileptic brain of Feisty Quill. A video of Elaine dancing on Seinfeld. What’s not to like?
Feisty’s first dedicated blog entry, and first drunk writing experiment.
Feisty will believe in God…when there are finally gluten-free chocolate rectangles.
Feisty Quill explores hairstyles, aging, and mortality. Bangs.
I’m old, my printer light is on all the time, and I lived through the invention of the internet. Oh, and I still have a landline.
Why it’s a good idea to think INSIDE the box sometimes. Even for extroverts, a little time in a cozy, quiet space can be exactly what’s needed.
Today I am fury. I don’t feel fury. I am not furious. I fucking am fury! Today my Mom is still dead, Day 32, and I hate God. That is to say, I would hate God, if I believed in him—or her—or them, which actually makes the most sense if you think about it, […]
Feisty looks at the origin of the Friday 13th superstition, shows a mean video, and goes on socially aware, yet simultaneously sexist rant.
Feisty Quill writes some poetry. A box is a poor substitute for a dog.
Enough is as much as a feast for a fool. Why more is not always better.