Adie and Allen Save the World

Adie & Allen Save the World 2: Bullet Journals, Cauliflower, and Blogging (Oh My!)

Behold! Another installment of Adie and Allen Save the World with Allen T. St. Clair of Das Midnight Goose! If you missed the first installment, click here to give it a read. You won’t be disappointed (or maybe you will; I’m pretty disappointing).

adie and allen save the world

This week, I posed such thought provoking questions as why cauliflower won’t leave my favorite foods the fuck alone, and what’s up with bullet journals, anyway? We also mused over the state of blogging today. When you’re done reading, be sure to click the link at the bottom to read Allen’s half over at Das Midnight Goose! Continue reading “Adie & Allen Save the World 2: Bullet Journals, Cauliflower, and Blogging (Oh My!)”

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Adie and Allen Save the World, Rants and Ramblings

Adie and Allen Save the World

A couple months ago, my best blogger buddy, Allen of Das Midnight Goose, proposed we get together digitally, discuss and array of topics, and solve the world’s problems through shit-talking. A conference of complaint, if you will. We’d then share these results with our respective readers. Allen’s post on Monday covered a range of topics both serious and frivolous. Today, my topics are all technology based, because I was feeling uppity that day.

And so, without further ado… Continue reading “Adie and Allen Save the World”

Blogging Stuff

Tagged by Mona

I had writing a post about gift-giving and the economy for today, but MS Word ate it and it disappeared. I cannot express strongly enough how incredibly disappointed I am. I was really proud of the post I wrote. I did research.

Honestly, since getting that notification from WordPress, I’ve been questioning why I even blog at all anymore. I’ve made incredible friends here, but I like to believe you would all still love me even if I didn’t blog. Losing a post that I was so proud of really adds fuel to that “why bother?” fire.

Thankfully, Allen talked be down from that ledge, at least for now. I’m grateful for my incredible blogging family keeping me sane. Or at least reminding me I’m not the only crazy one. It varies from day to day.

Anyway, I didn’t have the spoons to rewrite the post, so that left me floundering for something to post today. Luckily, Mona swooped in to the rescue with a blogger tag! Yay Mona! She’s wonderful and everyone should go give her a follow at Wayward Sparkles if you’re not already.

The game goes as follows:

Mona gave me and two other bloggers three questions to answer. I’m supposed to answer those questions, then come up with three questions of my own to ask other bloggers, who I will tag. Seems simple enough.

Onto the questions! Continue reading “Tagged by Mona”

Blogtober 2018, Friday Free-For-All

Friday Free-For-All: Follow Friday

Back when I first started prepping for Blogtober, when Saturdays were supposed to be for fashion posts, I initially intended for the last Friday Free-For-All to be a kind of diary post of what I’d been up to this month. Then I nixed the fashion posts in favor of diary posts and had to come up with something else to do for this last Friday!

I didn’t have time to do another craft post or anything like that. I thought about posting some photography, but I’m actually planning to post my photography on a different site (details to come when I’m back from my NaNoWriMo hiatus).

What to do, what to do?

How about spreading a little love, huh? I have had so much support over the last couple months and I’m so grateful.

Last time I did a blog recs post was back in January. You can check that out here (and be sure to follow all those wonderful folks (the one’s who haven’t deleted or stopped posting, anyway–I’m so sad, some of my favorite people have gone inactive). People with real lives to take care of aside, there are still incredible active bloggers on that list and you should go give them some love!

But, my list of blogger friends has grown this year and I think it’s time to do another recommendation (especially since even last time that was hardly every one I could recommend to you). So, this Friday Free-For-All is a Follow Friday! Whoo! Continue reading “Friday Free-For-All: Follow Friday”

Guest Post, Spirituality

Guest Post: Allen’s Take on Faith

This week, my dear blogger buddy Allen T. St. Clair from The Midnight Goose has graciously provided a guest post about his experiences with spirituality. Allen is a hilarious blogger, the author of the awesome paranormal mystery series MKPI Odd Case Files, and just an all-around awesome human being. In addition to his blog, you can find him sporadically on Facebook and read his ranting on Twitter. If you’re not following him, you should be. Trust me, there is never a dull moment when the goose flies at midnight!


My mom’s family were devout Methodists and my dad’s family were devout drinkers. My mom’s people believed that spiritual needs could be tended to with food—Methodists, amirite? And my dad’s side believed that if the whiskey you drank Saturday night was strong enough, you probably already did your praying and could skip church Sunday morning.

Both sides of the family observed Christmas and we attempted Easter every other year or so…but for the most part, none of us were incredibly devout folks. Except to the food and drink, of course. My maternal grandmother had a few Precious Moments™ statuettes and a Bible buried in a cabinet somewhere, so I guess there was a little effort made. Sporadically.

The best my mother could tell me when I was growing up was that our family believed that we should always be kind to ourselves, to others, and do what was right. We weren’t observant, however.

I was basically left to my own devices when it came to figuring out God and everything that came with beliefs, faith, and spirituality. And, if you don’t know this about me, if I’m left to my own devices with, well, anything, there’s going to be a few bumps. Possibly a shoe thrown from a moving vehicle while a drunken soon-to-be-bride is having a meltdown in the backseat. But…that’s another story. And I probably need to confer with my lawyers first before telling it.

Anyhoozles, I never felt at home in church. They were always lovely—I mean, stained hellglass: pretty. But the few times I went involved listening to a thunderfuck (see: “gaggle-slash-cluster-fuck) of white folk singing solemnly about violence and sin, my grandmother threatening to punch me in the face, and a lot of strangers trying to hug me. I’m a “don’t get in my personal bubble” type fella.

Ultimately, I ended up going to a Methodist church in my early teens, joining the youth fellowship—then realizing that none of the other teens knew how to make a decent Martini and having to peace out of that shit. I mean, none of them even smoked cigarettes, so how the hell was I supposed to enjoy sleep away camp if absolutely no one is holding? I remember asking a tentmate if he had anything to drink and having a Coca-Cola shoved in my face. Okay. So, we got mixers…but where’s the rum? I was fourteen and he was sixteen. I was obviously dealing with a late bloomer. To answer your obvious question, my request for a tent transfer was met with a sermon about loving thy tentmate. I ain’t got time for all that, I’m starting to get the DTs. Seriously. Where’s the bar, Pastor?

To answer another question, my time at camp lasted one night. I was gone when the sun came up.

Ahem. This has gone off the rails.

So, my “come to Jesus” journey was a lengthy process that A&E probably would have been interested in making into a documentary if they were looking to bleep out every other word I said. The journey didn’t end at the feet of Jesus, either. Luckily, it didn’t end at the Betty Ford Clinic, either. Though, I probably would’ve met more like-minded individuals at Aunt Betty’s 30-Day Retreat.

Ultimately, after dipping my toes in everything from Christianity to Paganism to a brief (and impatient) introduction to Buddhism, I decided that religion just wasn’t for me. Christijoin my religionanity (for me) was too much fire and brimstone. Paganism was a little too passive and hippie. And Buddhism required way too much patience and understanding on my part—and they don’t really care for the drinkers, ya’ feel me? I mean, I’m a big fan of God—she’s my favorite celestial being. Love her work—even if she’s probably side-eyeing me on the daily.

But I realized that spirituality and a person’s relationship with God really has nothing to do with the building you’re in when having your “let’s have a talk” time with God. God hears you wherever you are, whatever you’re doing, or over whatever music you’re singing while celebrating your faith. And my version of God believes in reverence, but also has a sense of humor—so a traditional church and religion is not really made for my kind. We’re not as rare as one might think.

So, to wrap up this long stream of word diarrhea, I guess what I’m saying is that, to me, spirituality is settling into your beliefs, living by them, and having faith. Faith in God’s existence, faith in God’s ability to deal with you as you are, as you struggle to be who you are meant to be, to give you a kick in the ass when you stumble, and to smile down mercifully on you when you do well. When you’re kind to yourself, to others, and do good, God is there without question. Even when you stumble, God may be shaking her head, but she’s still there, too. Probably with a Martini in hand. No building or structured way of worshipping can change that. Faith for faith’s sake is good enough.


A big, heartfelt thank you to Allen for taking the time to write something up for me! It always pays to have friends who will do your work for you! 😉 Once again, you can find Allen at The Midnight Goose, on Twitter, and on Facebook.

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