I'm off shortly to Prime's daughter's wedding. It's a mixed marriage, a Yid marrying the Mackerel-snapper, but it will be a Jewish wedding, albeit (obviously) Reform. My only question remains: at a lesbian Jewish wedding, who breaks the wine glass? I'll be paying...
These guys make some of the best Cabernet Franc and Riesling in the world. My job was to show Pie what we're doing locally for wine. He, being a Commie, brought me eight bottles of top examples of what's being made in Romania ("From each according to his grape, to...
End of the Retarded Waitress saga- she got fired. Spud had the pleasure of doing the deed. Enjoying a visit from Pie while Spud is in town and a few other close friends are dropping by. We're heading to a set of winery appointments today, so I don't have time to do...
Here I am, staring at my navel, asking questions. The first being, “What’s in the news today?”
Those poor kids. Those poor, poor kids. And they don’t even have to read Links.
Well we did manage to get out a bit before the storm, but now we’re just hunkered down and tossing out Links.
Winter has gcome late, but good and hard. Story of my life. But anyway… Links.
ARE YOU READY FOR SOME FOOTBALL? OK, first some Links.
Spud and I… made a few calls. Mexican Sharpshooter has been regrettably detained. So we’re stepping in.
It’s been a quiet week here. But no more. And Links.
I’m the opposite of a Shabbos goy.
It’s sooooo quiet here. Perfect atmosphere for the Links.
The goyim get crazy this time of year. Think I’ll just keep my head down and do Links.
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.