Why hallucinatory citrus? I was chatting with our friend and colleague SF, who the universe tried mightily to kill for the magnificently horrible things he has brought to it, and he mentioned that he was given the wrong painkiller and "hallucinating lemons". At least...
Summer vacation sucks when you’re not in school.
Banjos was sooo happy to get a whole home generator and now it has betrayed her, so I'm picking up the links. Monsoon season in East Texas is always interesting. Don't miss that part. We've been getting midnight gully-washers on the other side of the Gulf of America,...
Oh crap, I got caught up in the day!
Dance like hypnotized chickens
I may have mentioned this before, but at somepoint, I became management. I can feel my hair getting pointier
Unlike Manservant Hecubus, we are not in the penultimante, but the ultimate Monday
He can climb! Nothing can stop him!
Happy Monday. Many of us in the US are experiencing a holiday weekend. The rest of you should quit being racists.
At least my Congressperson is good for something.
Its a new year, and I’m stepping in for the Swiss Servitor on Monday afternoons from here until I get squirrely again.
Me and the boys taking advantage of our Beach Privilege yesterday.
Boxing Day – the day when young boys traditionally had their ears boxed for being hyperactive monsters for a third day straight
My link skills are getting weak.
A substitute for SugarFree? That would be Splenda’d! Oh no, Swiss is narrowing his eyes
In which I consider some things I’ve learned from a second preparation effort in the same house
It’s me again… Linking for OMWC. Maybe I’ll hit the right time this post
Oh man, is it my turn in the barrel again? Let’s go over the falls!
It’s hurricane time again!
So ya… thought ya… might like to go to a show. Its The Wall Part II
Here I am pinch-hitting again. I’ve missed you guys. Not enough to, you know, participate, but in my own introverted way.
I can ‘t believe I slept that much. I nearly overslept
Its another Saturday morning. I get baby snuggles.
I ain’t superstitious, but the omens are bad
Reflections on nearly completing another trip around the sun