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...
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.
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...