I feel for you. For each and every one of you. I feel your pain, your sadness, but also your joy, and your happiness. What am I saying? The only thing I feel is horny. And greedy. While Spud is gallivanting around Hawaii on his honeymoon, Prime and I decided to trash...
St. Hallmark is the patron saint of useless synthetic holidays. I will spend this one babysitting Sweet Baby James, then making some pizza for Prime and me, with accompanying adult beverages. Unlike Spud, I did not get married this week, so I'm still allowed to be...
Putting aside the good news about Sweet Baby James taking his first steps and Prime and I having our first alcohol-free date (we went to a cult restaurant specializing in buckwheat pancakes and maple syrup, open only two months a year), I have more amusing local...
OK, I know I’m not as cute as Riven, but sometimes you gotta go with what you get. Speaking of which… Links.
So Tomb Raider took me to a birthday party last night. It was for one of her former co-workers, and the place was packed. Everyone there, other than me, was a public school teacher and proud union member. The conversations going on were stultifying. I spent my first...
I’m in a bit of a food coma, but that won’t slow down Links.
Where’s the goddam snow? I moved here for the snow! While I’m waiting, Links.
Back from Georgia, tanned, fit, and ready… for Links.
He was mumbling something that sounded like, “…Cracky…cracky…” Well, no matter, Links still need to be done. And here they are.
I really am trying to give this place a chance. Not working. So here’s Links instead.
Yes, I am currently situated perfectly to do a Rednecks In The Mist. But instead I’ll do Links.
Back from the Big City and enjoying rural life. And tossing out Links.
Or New York City. Same diff. Links ensue.
The drinking starts early here and so do the Links.
I’m recovering from a ProgFest. The Links are a result.
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.