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‘FIGHTBALL: DYING OF SUCK’ — All the Funny in the Universe Smashed into One HILARIOUS Book

(Editor’s Note:  Book giveaway completed!  Thanks to everyone!)     Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Writers are supposed to write 1,000 words a day. Rain or shine. Summer and winter. In sickness and in health. Or something like that. But this blog has been on something of a hiatas  hiatias hieties break of late, especially from funny. […]

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My Miracles 2 — ‘It Wasn’t Long Before the Church Began to Resemble a Battlefield, with Bodies Literally Strewn Everywhere’

(Not your normal bill of fare, this) Back in August, I wrote about the many miracles that surrounded my Mother’s death in 1996.  But, I never mentioned the related miracles that occurred in New Zealand … until now. In 1994 or 1995, Mom was on oxygen 24/7 and had wasted away to 75 pounds. An […]

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Thy Blog Be Done

  Many 12-step programs tell you to “Let Go and Let God”. But, as my big sister often reminds me, even when we do so, we frequently freak out and claw stuff right back. Case in point… I recently took a deep breath, said some prayers, and moved the HOGS Blog to a cheaper New Zealand […]

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So Many Miracles Surrounding My Mom’s Death

  (Editor’s Note: After the previous post on abortion, I’m not sure how to get back to funny.  So I decided to publish this piece about “my miracles”.  I wrote this and three other stories as part of what I’d hoped would be a book on miracles. That did not happen, so this will.) ———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————– […]

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We Were Lied To About Abortion. We Have to Stop

(A very serious one about abortion)   Oh little baby, you’ll never cry, nor will you hear a sweet lullabye.  Oh unborn child, if you only knew just what your momma was plannin’ to do. You’re still a-clingin’ to the tree of life, but soon you’ll be cut off before you get ripe. When I […]

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Join the Army and See the World… or Buy a Cute Little Camper Van in New Zealand!

The Missus and I need a big house so we both can have our own space. And in the land of semi-retirement, you watch your money pretty closely. So, of course, we just bought a little camper van. In our defense, it’s not really a camper van. Certainly not like the big one that two families […]

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The Eccentric Titirangi Chicken Woman

I love eccentric people, especially if they have chickens. And don’t live next door. Hence, I love going to the physiotherapist, to have my head rotated and get an update on the Titirangi Chicken Situation. (Yes, I shot that seven-second video last year!) It seems that the Council — after six months of meetings and […]

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