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Art dolls are the latest for me and I looooove making them. I wish there were at least five of me to work in the little home studio to get more dolls made. The Delta doll is my latest and I call her Penelope. Check her out at O Totsy! Each doll has a story and since I love to write also, that story will accompany the doll in a little book fit for her.

In the next two weeks, I do hope to have my Etsy Shop up and running. Life has been so busy but I’m pulling it all together. The Shop will be under Totsymae, which is set up already, already. It’s just a matter of filling it with inventory. In the meantime, I’ll be posting at O Totsy! I may keep this site open, depending on traffic in the short amount of time left before it expires but if not, I’m set to close it out at the end of the month. Ehh,,,we’ll see. WordPress makes it difficult to comment on sites if you don’t have something set up with them. At least, I haven’t figured out how to go about it.

See you in a couple of days.

See, What Happened Was…

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Here’s what’s happening, folks. Since I switched my blog over to another address, I migrated the followers from here to there. I’m not 100% how it’ll come out in the end but I had to let you know that. Hope you don’t mind. This blog expires next year and will be up ’til then. In the meantime, I wrote a beautiful article on Sarah Palin. Click here to read.

Something Old, Something New

 

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The Return of Sincerely, Beatrice

The old part of this blog is the return of my comic series Sincerely, Beatrice. I know. It’s been a long time but she’s back. So much of everything and nothing’s going on my life right now. You know how it is, I had to put The Bea on the backburner. I’m glad to bring her back into the virtual world. Only thing is, I’ve started a different blog and you won’t see her here. I’ve made the transition to WordPress.org.  Visit me at O Totsy.com and subscribe there. Eventually, Totsymae.com will come to a smooth end and everything will take place at…ahem…O Totsy.com.

Why The Change to O Totsy.com

Well, I was kinda thinking to start it about a year after blogging here but life kinda took me outta the country. After being back for two years now and having reliable internet, with the condition that I pay and all, I decided to convert the blog to look a little more sleek feel in the way of a magazine. That’s all in the eye of the beholder, however, and it’s still under construction somewhat. Overall, it’s doing what it needs to do and I’ll figure out the rest later.

If you haven’t guessed already, the cover  you see here is a cartoonish portrait of me in my wig. Yes, I’m still hanging in there with it. It’s gonna come in handy come the cold season. Now, I don’t have to wear a hat. There will be a new cover every month, featuring none other than moi. And maybe Beatrice. 

What to Expect at O Totsy.com

I’m still working out the logistics and all, if you wanna call it that. At least it sounds good for me to phrase it as such. Much of what you get here will be there, in addition to art, recipes,…You know, all those things I’m so deeply and remotely interested in. Recipes being the remote part but we’ll get through it. Trust me.

Anyway…

Hope to see you there…Click here to go on your virtual ride.

 

The Lost Art of Common Sense

 

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Well, I don’t know all that much if it’s an art or not. I was thinking it was God-given and something you picked up on your way through life. I’ll also add that it’s the best innermost friend you have.

Sometimes, we don’t listen to our friends though. At times, we abandon all sense of good thought or reason when we get caught in our mess. In some cases, Common Sense gets mixed up with Opinion, especially when other folk get involved. You know, like the times you don’t trust your own thoughts, which in some folk cases, they shouldn’t. Which is why I’ve come up with a small business to market common sense. Figuring that everything else is being sold, selling common sense could be a hot commodity. Being that my business would be public and on the NYSE, nobody would have an excuse to not have any. The return on investment would be so high, I see myself surpassing Bill Gates’ bank account.

There will be different levels of common sense, however, ’cause everybody’s not at the same place in life at the same time, as you well know. Of course, the idea is to get folk to buy at all levels. Amazing that no one’s branded such a product, don’t you think? I’m deliberating on an internet subscription. This way, there’s anonymity. Folk won’t have to be embarrassed by going to AA type meetings to openly confess their foolishness. They could, however, communicate via online forums with their usernames, passwords and whatnot.

The whole interesting part of the forums would be folk thinking they’ve got more common sense than somebody else and seeing the type arguments they’d have. This being the case, the system would be set up to automatically bump folk down a level, thinking they’ve got more sense than somebody else, along with the folk who really do have less common sense, for arguing invalid points. Naturally, this would keep folk subscribing as lifetime members. Or maybe not. Maybe they’ll  do what they were doing before their subscription and opt out of common sense.

 

Living on the Edge

Watercolor and Ink. Copyright 2012 Totsymae/www.toshfomby.com

Watercolor and Ink. Copyright 2012 Totsymae

Ask me, “Totsy, since you’re trying to be economically smart and all, how’s it going without cable?” Well, being that you’re ever so concerned, I have to tell you, it’s not going well at all. I mean, I think I’m getting over the withdrawal but I have to admit, which I’m very ashamed of, Comcast is scheduled to hook me up tomorrow. Well, for folk who’ve kicked cable in the rear, you may say, “Boooooo, Totsy!” Of which I’d say with a rather snooty air in a country British accent, “Whatever.”

I’ll also go ahead and tell you that I’m cancelling the hook-up and go on to say, I’ve had some nice, quiet and sometimes, desperate moments with myself. Yesterday, I watched a video I never opened on the biography of Jackson Pollock. Today, it was Return to Me and Enough Said. You see, despite me talking like some tough southerner whom you may envision wearing steel pot hats and whatnot, I love a good romantic film. I even thought to buy a romance novel but I decided on another genre.

I suppose writing is eminent with no TV. I’ll also tell you I bought antennas from two different stores and neither worked out to where I could watch regular TV. It’s like…prison. I’ve never been inside one but I’ve seen enough prison-type movies to know you have to think about yourself a lot when there’s no noise around. You go to bed at a decent hour ’cause there’s no TV and you feel…so…alone. I’m looking real forward to mail these days ’cause I get lotsa magazines with cute, muscular men in them and well…this must be kinda what prison feels like, with the exception that I don’t have a girlfriend.

Having no TV must also be akin to being in a mental institution too ’cause I’m talking to myself a lot more. Not out loud but I do kinda wonder if my face reads that a conversation is going on in my head. I figure there must be some rehab group for what I’m going through. I can’t be the only one. And while I’m not exactly conversing with myself verbally, I am laughing out loud. What in the hell’s up with that?