The biggest day of the year in Glibs Gulch is not Christmas or Thanksgiving or July 4th. Nope, it's Hot Dog Day, a celebration that has caught on elsewhere. Typically, we piss off the organizers by going our own way on branding, merch, and not paying them a fee for...
Well, the State of New York finally disgorged a temporary permit for us to sell the Demon rum in lower alcohol forms. So beer and wine incoming. It also means that my small amount of remaining free time is now accounted for, so my personal drinking will soon slow to...
Our Gulchers held a meeting this week of the "downtown" business owners to discuss a variety of issues, mostly about "what can the village/town/county/state do for us?" a fair and useful question. For once, I was not the only one in the room who thought, "Hey, how...
Wherein I piss off the handful of local Jews. And then Links.
A week after the WTC attack, it was obvious that the terrorists won. Today’s Links are just further proof.
“I’ll have the usual. Links to go, please, extra hot.”
More funny stuff from Oberlin East, along with some random Links.
I’m in such a good mood, I have to spread the joy! Links is one way to do so.
Look, sometimes there’s actually things going on in my life. And it has a negative impact on quality. But whatever, here’s Links and excuses.
It’s time to move on to a different approach. WebDom’s advice got me nowhere. And speaking of nowhere, here’s Links.
So much yesterday. So much. I’m beat, but I’ll try to crank out some acceptable Links.
They’re just not ready for me. But I bet you’re ready for Links.
I’m giddy with excitement. Now you can be giddy with Links.
In it for the ladies. And the Links.
In which you all get to laugh at my discomfort and THEN read Links.
It’s a beautiful Sunday morning in beautiful New York. And I’m still ugly, one of my greatest charms. As is my facility with Linking. That’s what gets me the girls.
Today marks one year since we landed in New York. I’ll celebrate this anniversary by vomiting out some Links.
Within the darkness, there is light.
Sunday morning doesn’t come without headache and nausea. Links do not help the latter one single bit.
Including bonus Small Town story, along with Links.
I’ll skip my usual humor and get right to the point. THEN links.
Every once in a while, I’m reminded of where I am. And the Links are here, too.
Spud and I spent yesterday staffing a stand at a Farmer's Market. Most of the time was spent ogling young females in shorts, but every once in a while, we'd sell something. One of the people who came by and wanted to chat was the Democrat candidate for congress in my...
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.