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...
And I can't even spell Gabriel. I'm blowing off work today to meet up with Prime at our mutual favorite spot. And it's an odd sort of amusement in a place with a much younger demographic to see the looks we get as the geriatric couple being all super-affectionate....
Retarded Customer: “How much is a bowl of soup?”WebDom: “$7 and it comes with pita”Retarded Customer: “How much is a bowl of soup?”WebDom: “$7”Retarded Customer: “No. HOW MUCH?”WebDom: “The size?”Retarded Customer: “Yes.”WebDom: “It’s a bowl, so about 24...
I’m back and you never know where and when I might pop up with Links.
…and second prize is TWO weeks in Philadelphia. Oh, and Links.
This week, it’s been a challenge just breathing. Blame Canada. And Links.
Brett had a bit of a run-in with some blue Curacao, so I am stepping over his prone, piss-stained form to stand in for Links.
I will not be the butt of humor. OK, maybe I will be, but I’ll object. Anyway, Links.
Almost alliterative. And Linky as Hell.
Could we finally be over winter here? Could I walk outside without frostbite? Is this too much to ask? Links included.
We had a lovely Daddy Daughter outing yesterday. Now that WebDom is of age, it involved alcohol rather than Barbie. Anyway, home today so… Links.
One of the side effects of being single and in my demographic is that females range from NPR Left to Far Left. Lesser of evils. But Links are not.
Life in a small town means hearing things I shouldn’t. I should hear Links, though.
The first actual spring weekend in our little corner of Paradise. But that was just a temporary distraction from the real task at hand, Links.
I survived and even got good stories out of it. But really, you’re here for the Links.
But the food isn’t as shitty. Not that this is a high bar, but still.
Sometimes travel is fun. Sometimes it isn’t. Links are often a bit of each.
I won First Prize, a weekend in Baltimore! Second Prize was two weekends in Baltimore. That said, Links.
Today is the biggest day of the year in our little town. And for a different sort of Links.
When there’s a delicious coating of chocolate but then inside is rotting tuna, that is not an unalloyed pleasure. With that metaphor, here’s the Links.
Hell Week, but it’s over. So here’s some Links.
I always like to embed a private joke somewhere in Links. But is that really necessary when everything in the news is a joke anyway?
Our culture is dead, but Links aren’t.
My success is your failure.
I am apparently Josef Mengele. That seems like a fitting theme to Links today, no?