I am reviving my blog.
I was half-handedly inspired by my sibling. For Xmas (the holiday not quite like Festivus) my sibling gave me a real paper book called Lets pretend this never happened, by Jenny Lawson (aka The Bloggess found at thebloggess.com). I was surprised by the intensity of the weirdness but also by the reassuring familiarity of the weirdness. I especially enjoyed her recollections of childhood. It made me think of my rather unconventional childhood and how there might be some Tales of Interest.
I considered starting another blog with a different title and leaving brokenmice to the recovering grad student who started it, but I like continuity and there is content here that I find amusing and uniquely myself. So brokenmice stays.
See, there is a broken mouse on the cover!
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My sister did once engage in amateur taxidermy. She captured a dead squirrel that the cat had just caught. It was carefully cured in salt to keep it from going off. I can't say what happened to it in the end other than I think the process worked and we simply lost track of where it was.
It preserved quite well. I found it in the attic, where I had my "room", several years later. Not a lot of flesh on a squirrel tail so it dried out quite quickly.
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