Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Told You She'd Kick Your Ass

ETA: If you'd like to read the article for more details, it can be found here: Man Pleads Guilty to Electronic Harassment.

Robin King, the horrible man who harassed Lori Stewart's blog for years....who drove people away from their own blogs...who tried to make me feel unsafe here at Pobble Thoughts...has been taken down. She did it. She won.

After months of trying to wiggle and squirm out of it, contesting and denying, making motion after motion to dismiss, he has finally plead guilty. He did this thing and they weren't letting him get away with it. This morning, he entered a plea of guilty to the charge of harassment through electronic communication.

Don't fuck with my friend, people. Not unless you want your ass handed to you.

Those are proud, smug, and strutting Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.

Saturday, April 12, 2014


The concept of being lucky has come up a couple times in my world, recently. From an online thing, to a friend telling me how lucky Lithus and I are in our lives, to a young person telling us how unlucky he is, there's been a lot about luck. Are you surprised to know I have an opinion on this?

First, let me start with the fact that I am a damn lucky woman. I have had things fall into my lap that other people cannot even imagine. I'm not even talking about the luck that had me born white, upper-middle class, to educated parents, in the United States ~ because that was entirely luck. That's privilege, plain and simple. I'm talking about the luck of being in the right place at the right time. Of meeting the right person at the right time. Of hearing the right statement at the right time. That kind of luck. Micro-luck, rather than macro-luck, so to speak. My entire writing career was built on micro-luck ~ being in the right place at the right time (and being a smoker, too, but we try not to think about that distressing aspect of it all). Lithus is lucky. He knows it, too. He has had micro-luck when he needed it. We are both deeply grateful for the opportunities we've had walk through our doors.

That being said...I don't just believe in luck. Luck has nothing to do with being able to take advantage when an opportunity (luckily) arrives. That's all about hard work and preparation. That's about making choices that will serve you later. That's about being willing to pay dues and put in your time so that when someone opens a door for you, you are ready ~ right then ~ to walk through it. When FE asked if I had a manuscript she could read, my answer was a resounding YES. It wasn't that I might get something written down eventually. Or even that I was working on something. It was YES. And the ball started to roll.

Lithus is frequently asked to fly jobs that are lucrative, or in exotic locations, or both. We're lucky when those opportunities come. But those opportunities come because he has worked hard to build the reputation that makes people offer him those opportunities. And when they are offered, he doesn't hem and haw; he doesn't stare blankly. He says yes. Which gets him his next offer.

Lithus and I don't live a relatively easy life just because we are lucky. Yes, macro-luck plays into it hugely. But being able to live wherever we want? That's not luck. Damn hard work got us the jobs we have that allow us to live wherever we want. We aren't "lucky enough" to get to go to Emeril's restaurants or see live theatre. We make the financial choices that allow us to dine at Emeril's and attend live performances.

It's easy to look at people and think about easy they have it. How lucky they are. But before anyone gets too jealous, take a step back. Are they lucky, or are they ready? Then decide which you're willing to be.

Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.

Wednesday, April 09, 2014

Really, Louisiana?

It was tax day here at Casa de Pobble. Apparently in Louisiana, making charitable donations to the local food bank and youth shelter causes your state taxes to go up. I'm not even kidding. Now, I don't necessarily need my taxes to go down because of my donations, but dude, being a decent human being and an honest resident of my state shouldn't cost me, either.

Those are grumpy Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you absolutely nothing; just hide it in your mattress and be a miserly, unhelpful, crotchety old fuck who doesn't care about your community.

Okay. Not really. Don't do that. Take care of each other.


Those are real Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.

Monday, April 07, 2014

The Thing About Free Speech

The Free Speech Argument has come up recently with Mozilla CEO Brendan Eich stepping down. In case you missed it, back in 2008, Eich made a donation to help pass California's Prop 8 against marriage equality. Then, toward the end of last month, he was promoted by Mozilla to CEO. The dating/hookup site OKCupid put a statement on their website requesting, that in light of his promotion, people not use Mozilla to access OKCupid. It became a thing. 

Eich has "stepped down" and Mozilla chairwoman Mitchell Baker has released this statement: "We didn't act like you'd expect Mozilla to act. We didn't move fast enough to engage with people once the controversy started. We're sorry. We must do better..." She went on to say that Mozilla believes in equality and freedom of speech and "figuring out how to stand for both at the same time can be hard."

And that, my friends, is the real problem. 

Many, many, many people are "reminding" us that while we have freedom of speech, that doesn't mean we have freedom from consequences after expressing our freedom of speech. does. It's not really freedom of speech if we are threatened with losing our jobs, our homes, our livelihood, our security, for speaking our minds. 

This is particularly difficult for me, because I so vehemently and passionately disagree with everything that donation stands for. But he made it as a private individual, not a representative of Mozilla. He exercised his right to free speech ~ and yes, in order for it to be free, he needed to be immune from sanction for it.

Now, it's possible that he really did choose to step down. That he and Mozilla sat down and realized they really weren't a good match, and he needed to go work for a more conservative company. It's possible it was a huge relief to him, as well as the company. But given that the donation in question took place almost 7 years ago and he performed well enough to get promoted to CEO during that time, I doubt it.

He was not acting on behalf of Mozilla. Mozilla did not make the donation. He did not (to my knowledge) combine his employment with his private actions in any way, shape, or form. And he lost his job for expressing his personal beliefs in a personal way. This information should never have been made public in the first place.

Freedom of speech is, in my opinion, the most difficult of freedoms. Because it means we really must be willing to let others hold opinions ~ and express them ~ that we loathe. That we are in polar disagreement with. Because freedom of speech does mean we are free from consequences, if we like it or not.

Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.

Saturday, April 05, 2014

I Bow Down

Everyone knows the phrase "Being a diplomat means being able to tell someone to go to hell and have them look forward to the trip." At least, I think all my readers know that phrase. If not, now you do. Digressing... Anyway...

In my family, I am known as the Queen of being able to tell someone to fuck off without ever saying word, at least, not saying those words. Ladies and gentlemen, I have been schooled. Yes, I am good at the apple core fuck you, but I have been outclassed ~ and happily so ~ by (get this) Honey Maid.

Yep, the graham cracker, teddy graham folks. Seriously. It started with this:

And then, as you probably expect, it got ugly. I won't link the hate, because that's not what Pobble Thoughts is about, but you can find it easy enough if you really want to. But Honey Maid responded. And responded magnificently. With this ~

And so, my friends, I bow down. Because that is how you do it.

Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee ~ and may I suggest a tasty Honey Maid graham cracker to go along with that?

Friday, April 04, 2014


Yesterday, I went in for my quarterly heart internal loop recorder thingy reading. Every 3 months, I go in, they take a reading of everything it's recorded, we look at it, and I go home again. Every time, there has been...something. A missed heartbeat, usually, but once there was some ventricular activity and once there was a race for no reason. Nothing to be worried about. Apparently all of your hearts do those things, too. Normal, healthy hearts sometimes glitch a beat or two. The only reason I know about it in mine is because I am always ~ always ~ listening, paying attention, being AWARE.

Yesterday morning, there was nothing. That's right ~ nothing. I hadn't activated the recorder. It hadn't activated on its own. Nothing. A perfectly clean quarter.

They have moved me to every four months, instead of every three.

Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.

Wednesday, April 02, 2014


AppsRUs is out of the country. Why does this matter? It doesn't. In a nutshell. I go weeks ~ occasionally months ~ without emailing the man. He doesn't text and I don't do phone calls. We are not a daily part of the other's lives. Plus, he has email during this trip. I can email him and say anything I need or want to say to him. Which is the kicker ~ I don't have anything specific I need or want to say to him. Life's pretty mundane right now. Not even any wry asides he would appreciate to share. So, that's not the point. The point is he's out of the country. 

I'm ready for him to get back to the States. I get this way with Dr. B. when she travels internationally, as well. Could I reach out? Of course! Either of them would scold me if I needed them and didn't email, regardless of where they are are. Which is also the point. I don't need them in an interrupt-your-vacation kind of way. Again, I have nothing that I need to say. I just want the option back.

Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.