Jane Doe's Blog

Saturday, January 02, 2016

C CALLED ME THE FEMALE RODNEY DANGERFIELD

I've been compared to a couple famous Jewish comedians: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ikvsDpmwjI

IT HAD TO BE SAID

TO THE PERSON WHO KEEPS FLAGGING MY ADS

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It's you again. Quit being an asshole. Keep hating. I'll keep posting. What IS your problem, anyway? What the hell do you do, sit there and wait for my posts to appear so you can flag them? Do you feel THAT threatened by me? It's Saturday--I guess you have nothing to do but log onto craigslist and flag other people's ads, as opposed to building your own business. Really, I supposed I should feel sorry for you.

REALLY, YELLOW CAB?

Trying to charge me $42.00 for a cab ride that should have cost me less than $19.00? You suck.

HALLELUJAH!

I am down 33 pounds since the fall of 2012. At that point my blood pressure was so low at least two doctors talked about putting in a pacemaker. Not sure how much I've dropped just in the last week--having one person and one pig sick helped.

This was me in January, 2012:

About three months later:

May 2014:

October 2014:

Yesterday:

“OUR FACES LOOK 45, OUR BODIES 18”

“We’re 28 and the children call us ‘madame.’”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sq017wy2rGw

Annalisa Ericson

“Looking at you tonight... knowing everything that's been taken away from you. A chance for motherhood and your health and that baby. I think that...I don't know, maybe they're right…maybe what they say is true, though for all the wrong reasons. It's the personal costs that are too high. There’s so much more you need to do with your life. There's so much more than this. There has to be an end, Scully.”

David Duchovny

I started in radio 34 years ago this month. It’s like the Belgian surrealist René Magritte said, “one has to do something.” I did it to impress a guy, who turned out to be gay anyway. Sure I tried other stuff--public relations, massage therapy, teaching, the Census Bureau, getting four Microsoft cerfitications--nothing else panned out.

I could have got married--there were at least two guys who would have married me. They say the greatest gift a man can give his children is to love their mother. Conversely, the greatest gift a woman can give her children is to love their father. But I am looking for more in a man than a meal ticket or a sperm donor, which may have been a mistake. And I can think of at least three men for whom I would have ditched it all and taken some crappy government PR job, even moved to Mississippi. None of them wanted to marry me. So here I am. As Dave Davies said, "it was a pretty good scene, man." Or as I told Bobblehead about lesbian sex, it is what it is.