Freshman, I mean "First Year," Orientation this week. Regardless of major, they're required to sign up for Progressive Indoctrination during their first two semesters (not a joke, they just call it something more anodyne). And a classical music festival has begun,...
Yes, more stories of retardation. Retarded Waitress: Our sparkling water, is it carbonated? Retarded Waitress: The customer wants a hamburger but with the peppers on the side.Me: The hamburgers don't come with peppers. I think they likely said pickles.Retarded...
In the way she does best, Prime hit me up with a seemingly simple but profound question. I tell her stories of the people here, like this doozy from the café yesterday: "Is there dairy in the cream of asparagus soup?"“Yes, there is dairy in it. I’m so sorry, I’ll make...
It’s been an eventful week. More hilarity herein along with the obligatory Links.
It is Oktober. There is bier. I have not had any yet. Shortly I will. In the meantime, here’s Links.
It’s always a sad and happy day when the nestlings fly off on their own. I’ll mark the occasion with Links.
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.