Carol Hiller
- Location
- Buffalo, New York, USA
- Birthday
- October 30
- Bio
- These days Carol Hiller is resting on her ample laurels, retired after a long career of finding out what she wanted to be when she grew up. The paid content of her work life included her dream job working in a public library, a minor performing career in San Diego and Los Angeles followed by producing talk radio in each of those fine cities, and long, long ago, promoting books for a New York City publishing house. Now it's just an endless whirl of naps, hanging out online, and exercising her keyboard fingers to create the photo-manipulated art she tries to sell on Zazzle. She lives alone with her memories, and truly loathes writing about herself in the third person.
MY RECENT POSTS
- Happy Birthday!
August 12, 2010 02:06PM - Your Wife Knows!
August 07, 2010 05:15PM - Alone
August 02, 2010 09:04AM - I think I got hit on at
Walmart
August 01, 2010 01:01AM - Why I like living in the Old
Folks' Home
July 30, 2010 11:32AM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Interesting. But I'm
still not sure why genetics
would have
such a strong role
i…”
January 31, 2012 05:41PM - “Good gravy, vzn, what's
your point? Was she asking for
all
those links, or
were…”
April 01, 2011 03:59AM - “Whatever you do, before,
during or after the hearing,
do not
ask him "is
thi…”
March 10, 2011 11:09AM - “I'm assuming you've told
your daughter about the STDs
for
which the pill does
not…”
February 07, 2011 06:21PM - “I couldn't agree more!
At this sunset time of my
life, when
reaching out to
new…”
January 24, 2011 06:06PM
Carol Hiller's Links
- Places to acquire tangible thousand-word expressions of my other work
- An obscure little Zazzle shop gem of mine, she said modestly, which goes by the name of The Spoken Word
- Another Zazzle shop, for people who like the idea of wearing a picture of a roast chicken or a blueberry muffin on their t-shirt: the Foodie Shop
- My first Zazzle shop, for all your t-shirt and coffee mug needs. Yes, it's the Cat Lover Boutique (with a few, inexplicably more popular, non-feline entries)
Happy Birthday!
When Myspace imploded and I moved over to Facebook a couple of years ago, I discovered that I was kind of late to the party, probably the only person on Planet Earth who'd not already done so. Lots of real and virtual friends were already there to make me welcome. Plus… Read full post »
Your Wife Knows!
You take away the cults of personality, the ugly dark sides of ritual and of power that every once in a while infect the clergy, and really, your average minister isn't such a bad guy. Encouraging people to be decent is not as big-ticket a profession as, say,… Read full post »
Alone
I don't know what I expected today, but waking up angry definitely wasn't it.
"Waking up" is actually stretching the term. I spent my weekend sleeping four hours, waking two, lather rinse repeat.
It doesn't matter. The planet will turn just fine without my shoulder moving it… Read full post »
I think I got hit on at Walmart
So there I was in Walmart, trying to decide which Swiffer configuration to buy (I eventually got the wet/dry starter kit and an extra box of the dry pads, figuring I could substitute dishcloths soaked in a Mr. Clean solution or whatnot for the mopping part, after I used up the… Read full post »
Why I like living in the Old Folks' Home
Just to clear this up right away for those who may have shown up during a search for Justin Bieber "news," hah! I fooled you! This post has nothing remotely to do with Justin Bieber, except possibly the fact that he is Canadian and so is my husband, with whom… Read full post »
I Heart Boycotts!
Back when I was a kid, my parents gave the cheerful name "Boycott" to the kitten they brought home for me and my sister. He was a boy, and a cat, and my father had a pretty good sense of humor. Boycott turned out to be a great little cat,… Read full post »
Reflection In a Golden, 8000-Lens, Eye
I seem to have a pet housefly. Now, before you start tagging this post "whackjob," be assured that I neither purchased nor directly invited this creature into my home. He just showed up one night and started cheerfully buzzing my arm. I don't know how he got in, and I sure… Read full post »
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