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...
What fun. This past week I gave a talk on something I know nothing about (recycling and re-use of glass) in front of 150 experts, and I had less than a week to prepare. At the same time that I had to do a massive report. So if I seem a bit fuzzy around the gills,...
Heading back home today, arriving just in time to bash my liver with Spud. And do Links.
I’m a featured speaker at a recycling event this week. And there’s an Armistice happening! At 11:11! But first, Links.
We damaged Spud last night. Well, only one thing to do and that’s to make hash browns. And Links.
Yas, he back. And Links, too.
I was supposed to have Spud sit in for me today while I befouled a B&B with the kind assistance of Tomb Raider. We had tickets to a show and a B&B in a secluded spot. She had tested herself for the Coof after having some cold symptoms on Monday. Lest you...
Get ’em while they’re hot, hot, hot! Links, that is.
Banjos has gone missing. Cue “Ransom of Red Chief” jokes. and Links.
Another dispatch from behind enemy lines. But Links must.
I’m curious about what creatures today may unearth. But my curiosity about the news is satisfied here in Links.
The Old Man has sold his soul. But he’ll drop Links before Satan whisks him off.
My puppy is a killer. No promises about the safety of the Links.
I am overrun with guests. But my Links still runneth over.
It seems like everything has to be made as difficult and tumultuous as possible. Well, Links may cure that. Maybe not.
Wherein I give some exceptions to the Progressive, “That’s not funny!” stereotype, then toss out some Links.
I am calling on the fine people of this community to help me out here. NPR Lady has pretty much resigned herself to the idea that she's involved with a (gasp!) libertarian. However... she absolutely hates the "NPR Lady" nickname. And honestly, though I don't hate it,...
New Years always takes a lot out of me. But I can feebly rally enough to do some Links.
Or at least a band named after cat food. And Links.
Well, my plans for yesterday were rained out, but at least I checked the Links box. And ditto today.
NPR Lady is traveling, so I’m actually able to do some long-past-due housework, yardwork, and posting. Here’s an example.
When I was a kid, I was unknowingly raised by actual no-shit communists. The big-deal organization was called Der Arbeiter Ring (Workman's Circle), and it was no coincidence that their version of Jesus was FDR. The fact that he was responsible for the deaths of...
So because of reasons, we ended up having five dogs around us last night. Not five little yap yaps, but five big, hulking dogs. All of whom got one another excited. And to make it worse, they all hadn't met before and were thrown together, with many fights...