All About YoYo-dyne Propulsion Labs: Reno Division

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~Miss R~
Ne'er Do Well Writer, Pianist, Webmistress and Misanthrope

Miss Rachael at Mt. Rose January 2007
Yes that is yours truly on skis.

I write for personal edification, high amusement value and/or my ability to agitate people.
It's your job to decipher how much of these essays and rants are tongue in cheek and how many are reflections of my absurd life, dumb luck, deranged brilliance or pain-in-the-ass obsessions with skiing, dark chocolate, espresso and the sensual side of life.


I was born a poor Black child.
Unlike you I can use this line due to my last name.

After graduating from CSULB with a worthless BFA in Music Performance I began a cross-country tour in pursuit of binge drinking, poorly-paying piano gigs, bad marriages, and covert gathering of information.

After 10 years in the NYC Finance Industry, a divorce and a daughter I maxed out the credit cards to open Cabin Fever and damnedgames.com in May 1995 in Idyllwild, California.
In 2002, after being burned in effigy by the local populace, my staff unanimously voted to move 2000 miles east to Crystal Lake, Michigan.
Again we were chased from town by angry farmers with pitchforks and substandard education.
Of course a psychotic angry stalking ex-husband was a great inspiration to move again.
Which explains why I am now single and living in Reno, Nevada.
After trying an assimilation back into Corporate Culture as Executive Producer at the local CW television affiliate it became clear that this was another disasterous decision.
Not as bad as the second marrige but a close second.
Now I raise an ungrateful yet beautiful and gifted teenager, write blogs, write music, play the piano, and work on becoming the drag on society that I was born to be.
Join me in the quest to understanding.
Here are only a few of the amazing subjects we'll explore!


  • Raising a deranged gifted goth teenager
  • Deciphering a life of uncharted highs and lows
  • Insomnia and the first rule of thermodynamics
  • Why the lyrics to my music suck ass
  • How are the melodies good then?
  • The real reason most people should agree to state sponsored sterilization programs
  • Espresso: the surrealist's drug of choice
  • How I could convert Mother Teresa to Misanthropy in 48 hours. Especially now that she's dead.
  • Modern Psychiatry and the Joys of Analysis
  • Living life as a sober alcoholic while being a happy go lucky atheist

I do not answer to a board of directors, banking institution, CEO, CFO, FDA or The Illuminati.
I answer only to my muse, daughter (this is rife with caveats), readers (yeah good luck with that), and my mother.
Hi Mom!


Miss R (third person here indicating the Royal nomenclature) appreciates the absurd and encourages eccentricity. I laugh a lot. Especially at myself. You too, especially behind your back


"Where are we going?"
"PLANET TEN!"
"When are we going?"
"REAL SOON!"



Open 7 Days During Summer!
Stop by and say hello to John Bigbootie (BIG-BOO-TAY! TAY! TAY! ), John Small Berries, John Many Jars, John Ya-Ya and the rest of the hard-working scientists here at Yoyo-Dyne Reno.


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