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...
Not good. Not good at all. Maybe Links will make it better.
I’m managing to discover new ways to leverage technology in the service of pissing off others. Links was old school, yet I’ll do it anyway.
On the bright side, 2022 is more than half over. I hate this year.
Because Banjos and Sloopy are busy working on producing a boy. Or spreading some sort of disease. Whatever, I’m doing Links.
I could fire a cannon down Main Street and not hit anyone. Hmmmm, maybe that would be a nice way to spend Sunday? Links are my alibi if anything goes wrong.
I have suddenly gone from processing materials at 300-400 degrees to a nice glowy 1200-1500 degrees. Links set accordingly
Everything changes, and the rate only seems to increase. But Links shall always be with us.
Some things in my new life are very, very different. Some things are the same. Like Links.
The energy input to change the sign of the S term seems somehow excessive. Speaking of which, Links.
Sometimes I have a cute theme. This is not one of those times. Just Links.
It’s a party and you’re invited!
While Sloopy and Banjoes run a slave auction, I’m filling in the Links
Sunday, Bloody Sunday. And Links to prove it.
It looks like summer is upon us here.
There’s bad hair days and REALLY bad hair days. And there’s Links.
After a rather unfortunate hiatus, I return to Links Duty. Be afraid.
Sometimes, the story ends before it is complete.
This post will be pinned at the top of the feed until further notice.
We’ve transitioned from constant snow to constant rain. Unfortunately, we haven’t transitioned from idiots in charge to smart people in charge as I shall demonstrate here.
It’s Sunday, I’m still here, and you’re the victims. So lay back, relax, and enjoy some hot steamin’ Links.
In case you thought I was fooling about coming back with Links, here’s proof otherwise. For better or for worse.
Good news and bad news, when you think about it. But whatever, news.