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...
One of the few things he was wrong about. He WAS a great man. I have nothing to say, because the greatest President in the history of this country already said it, and said it better than any of his successors ever could. Herewith, some excerpts from that marvelous...
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.
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.