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MeganC
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Faint but pursuing. I keep rewriting this thing because I’m not very interesting. California is home. Mortgage business survivor. I have a cat. I like libraries and spy shows. And beer.
I’ve noted this before but lots of libraries have wish lists too! So if you can afford it, but you don’t have space for it or whatever, buy it for the library! (Mine lets me know when it arrives so I get to read it first)
November 25, 2025 at 12:54 AM
My roommate still talks about the time when her sister’s husband criticized how they had things stacked in the fridge. “And that’s when we all KNEW FOR SURE it wouldn’t last.”
November 25, 2025 at 12:43 AM
So much. I have a cousin like this whose constant refrain is “I have no one and nobody likes me” and I’m like well ya know there might be a reason for that and it’s not “Every person I have ever interacted with is wrong.”
November 24, 2025 at 11:46 PM
My son just texted me they’re playing Bailamos in the airport and I’m like dude you were four when that came out
November 22, 2025 at 2:11 AM
November 22, 2025 at 1:01 AM
We’re in our 50’s now but yep I saw this happen in real time back then. Guys that were around in the beginning because of high school ties or whatever got gone entirely. And it’s not just because people grew up and got married. It’s because those guys had to go.
November 22, 2025 at 12:37 AM
Looks like I gotta start making calls again sigh
November 20, 2025 at 4:12 AM
Grey Dog. Yes our first dog’s name was Dog. My dad named him that though it wasn’t me!
November 20, 2025 at 1:45 AM
All the Devils are Here: The Hidden History of the Financial Crisis
November 20, 2025 at 1:16 AM
Radio!
November 19, 2025 at 10:30 PM
We’ve got work to do
November 19, 2025 at 4:27 AM
Me too!
November 19, 2025 at 2:01 AM
November 17, 2025 at 3:39 AM
Sharif in the compact car might be the loudest I’ve ever laughed in my life
November 15, 2025 at 12:08 AM
Down Cemetery Road (book and show)
November 14, 2025 at 11:33 PM
In 6th grade (1982) there was a kid who spent every recess lifting up girls skirts and grabbing at us and none of us said a thing. You just tried to dodge when you saw him coming.
November 13, 2025 at 1:21 AM