We had our Thanksgiving dinner last night instead of Thursday, just WebDom, 10b0t, Sweet Baby James, and Prime (who braved a foot of snow here to make her way down from Buffalo). We ate. We drank. And we drank. It's a difficult morning. Prime and I are getting too old...
Warning: Contains Raclette. Swiss Approved. It's fortunate that we moved our Thanksgiving dinner to tonight- if we had done the canonical Thursday night dinner, my appetite would have been ruined by the odor of a rotting fetid performance by my beloved Ravens. And...
I know (((I))) will. I'm giving the Sloopy-Banjos axis of evil a day off to enjoy a family day. And if you know their kids, this was not necessarily a favor. Here in the Gulch, we decided to move Thanksgiving to Saturday night for various reasons of exhaustion and...
It's a double-edged pregame this morning. Of course, there's the imminent Ravens-Jets game, for which I am preparing some non-traditional football food (mole coloradito, cheese sopapilla) and chilling some non-traditional sparkling wine (for Pie's information, a rosé...
This happens to all of us. Scenes from Glibs Gulch:I'm doing everything in my power to make the village regret putting me in a position of power. I'm arguing hard for property rights against a group of very HOA-like Progs who want to do everything they can to use...
I've developed a yearly ritual: a trip to Cleveland when the Ravens are in town, hang out with generous ticket-provider Nephilium and his girlfriend, and generally have a great time. This is irrespective of the Ravens winning or losing; the fans at Browns games are...
This was the stupidest relevant image I could find. Actually, several bullets were dodged. We had a gala opening of a new shop here in the Gulch, of a type I call a "chick shop." Scented soaps, knick-knacks, feminist-themed stickers, books, napkin rings, twee little...
Fun time yesterday, Spud is in town and this time his girlfriend joined us (first time meeting us). I'm not going to say we overindulged, but yeah, we're somewhat damaged. She seems to have survived meeting the Glibs Gulch crew and tonight we're throwing both her and...
We just had our local elections, and as expected, the ballot was Soviet style- here's the candidates, no competition, the choices have been made for you by our Politburo Democratic Committee. Some irony in that, but no matter. The only position that was contested at...
Everything is coming up OMWC. The Ravens seem to have miraculously revived. My latest home improvements have turned out spectacularly well. I had a terrific day of beer and pizza with Prime, who I think is going to be a pretty much permanent fixture. Spud and I shared...
Insert troon joke here. Here in the Gulch, one great difficulty on Halloween is determining whether or not someone's outfit is actually a costume. That said, there's a scandal brewing in our little village involving our mayor and his scumbag brother. As background,...
So many things happening in the Gulch. I got into my first big dispute as a village planning board member (property rights are kind of a novelty here) and inadvertently slipped into my sharp questioning mode. Fortunately, I caught myself before things got too far- I...
First one! Back from the hellhole of Baltimore to find that there's a new craze (this year's Hawk Tuah). I know, it's been beat to death, but I can't stop laughing at this latest viral meme. All the drooling morons who haven't gone in hiding in their...
I'm on a mission this weekend- in the Jewish tradition, a ceremony is held in a graveyard about a year after the death of a parent or spouse. In my case, it was my mom, who died last year at the ripe old age of 92 and a life well led. This ceremony, called...
In celebration of International Pronouns Day (I kid you not) If I didn't have a business here, the trolling opportunities would be epic. Sigh. As the rest of the world moves on, the burghers of Glibs Gulch are doubling down on stupidity. Today's fun is, of course, a...
It's Sunday, it's football, it's gonna be brutal for me. I'm starting to understand what it must be like to be a Browns fan. I really do love football, though, grew up watching it and playing it, it was the civic religion of Baltimore in the '50s and '60s. It's more...
Prime is leaving the country for several weeks on a junket to Portugal. "We had this planned before you and I were serious or I would have invited you." Too bad, Despite me living half time in Europe and traveling there almost monthly when I wasn't, Portugal is one of...
What kind of ferkakteh wedding is this, without a chuppah or a wine glass to crush? No, not what you're thinking. Prime's middle son is getting married today so I'll be heading to Buffalo to join in the festivities and will be trying hard not to say anything that will...
OK, so I'm the one on suicide watch- losing is bad enough, but watching every top Ravens player go down injured was just traumatic. Mojeaux dodged a bullet. And I'm sitting in here for Banjos as a sign of life. Speaking of life, birthdays today are numerous and...
How I'm spending my afternoon. After today, either Mojeaux (0-3) or I (1-2) will be on suicide watch. Birthdays today include the king of the fortune cookie; a guy who was just one running joke after another; a guy who did a lot of chemistry that I sure the fuck...
I have much to atone for this Yom Kippur. Most recently for making a really bad noodle stir-fry. And subjecting my neighbors to almost non-stop barking and howling as Rosie and Kaiser trigger each other. And chasing after some deer in my back yard with a rolling pin,...
Yes, I'm feeling a bit horny. New Year's tonight, which will feature Ravens-Lions, and I expect the Ravens will fare better than the Christians. Birthdays today include the prime example of the difference between brilliant and educated; an actor whose versatility...
Fall has descended on the Gulch and environs. Prime and I spent yesterday doing three of our four favorite things- hiking, alcohol, and pizza, this time in the lovely little village of Little Valley, home to an excellent brewery with a wood-fired pizza oven and where...
Yes, I have an appointment with the groomer. The big reveal from last weekend's teaser.At least it feels like there's 101 of them. No, not Dalmatians (as wonderful as they are), but Glibs Gulch hounds. I took one off WebDom and 10b0t's hands, given them being...
For a community that is dominated by scholars (or "scholars," more accurately), I am ceaselessly amazed at how fucking stupid everyone is. And the stupidest among them end up working for us. We don't serve lunch on weekends because our weekend cook is incapable of...