I have much to atone for this Yom Kippur. Most recently for making a really bad noodle stir-fry. And subjecting my neighbors to almost non-stop barking and howling as Rosie and Kaiser trigger each other. And chasing after some deer in my back yard with a rolling pin,...
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Fall has descended on the Gulch and environs. Prime and I spent yesterday doing three of our four favorite things- hiking, alcohol, and pizza, this time in the lovely little village of Little Valley, home to an excellent brewery with a wood-fired pizza oven and where...
It’s down to 107 here. Almost like it’s a desert. But we are rich and verdant in Links.
Look, I just got back from Spud’s, my wife has gone off to New York for the next two weeks, and I haven’t had any sleep. And you expect coherence? Be grateful it’s just Links.
I’m just amazed that I’ve stayed sober enough to do Links. It’s a miracle! (Narrator: He didn’t.)
I’m amidst the Famous Potatoes and white supremacists of Idaho. Nonetheless, high carb Links await.
Monday. Tuesday. Wednesday. Thursday. Friday. Saturday. Sunday. These are… The Days of the Week. And here’s some of your stories.
As I cross the days off the calendar, I think about the delightful drama of countdowns. But then I remember that it’s time for Links.
T(r, t) + V(r, t) =E. It’s the law. So’s Links.
I can’t stop I can’t stop I can’t stop I can’t stop I can’t stop I can’t stop I can’t stop I can’t stop…
Oh wait, I need to pause because Links.
No theme, no running joke, just a few meaningless anecdotes followed by Links, comme m’habitude.
It’s really hot out, I’m lacking sleep, and the love sausage isn’t budging. May as well do Links.
Well, here’s a jolly way to begin your work week.
Hey, it’s a step up from Hell. The links aren’t, though
Week from hell at work is ending. Now weekend of hell with the news is beginning. The cycle of life.
Ollie ollie out in free! We have Links!
SP is back! That improves my mood, but won’t make my Links any better.
Still ronery. Oh so ronery. But we still need Rinks, ahhhh, Links.
SP’s return has been delayed a bit. So I can continue to leave laundry on the floor, keep the bathroom door open, and eat junk. As long as I do links.
This is Lorenz, Yorke, and Mandelbrot, all rolled into a unitary mess of Links.
MAYDAY! MAYDAY!
Not only is the house falling apart, so is the world. Proof herein.
Wonder Dog looks at me with an expression of betrayal. “Why was I abandoned?” But you dear people have not been abandoned. Here’s Links to prove it.
A brief one this time. Spoiler: There have been many Faucis over the millennia.