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...
The week has been too long, and dealing with tards makes it even longer. One small ray of hope- we just hired a new waitress whom we might be able to ease into the Tard Waitress's hours. She scored major points with me during her training on wine when she asked, "How...
Good news and bad news, when you think about it. But whatever, news.
Updated April 14.
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I promise that my penis is mentioned nowhere in this article. It’s about Purim, I pinky swear.
Sometimes you get to the point where you think, “Fuck, let’s just burn the whole goddam thing down and start over.” If you’re not at that point yet, perhaps a serving of Links can take you over the edge?
It’s all going to shit and the popcorn sucks. Well, there’s always Links.
My shovel is wearing out, and so is my back. Maybe take a break and do Links?
Well, after our massive snowfall last week, Global Warming blessed us with another foot. So I’m sitting in a warm room, looking outside, and forging Links. And writing fiction. Hard to tell the difference these days.
So much fun this part week, but it comes to an end. And a new week begins, but only after Links.
Complete with a Tales From The Woke Adjacent story.
I never understood that word pair. They seem opposites. Whatever, in Banjos’s absence, here’s Links.
You’d think on our anniversary, I’d be upstairs giving SP a bit of a logjam instead of being downstairs doing Links. This, my friends, is dedication.
Quite a lively week chez nous. And now I feel dead. But with my ultimate mortal gasp, I present Links.
8-12″ are coming in. And we may even get some snow. And Links.
He was tired of hot weather? OK, let’s give it to him good and hard! Here’s some teeth-chattering Links.
We’re about to get a heat wave, which is a pity because the snow is so nice. Ah well, let us arise from the mud and look at Links.
Or “quarantine.” Jesus, this shit is beyond stupid. And if you read the Links, you’ll get HazMat levels of stupid.
I’m sending Spud back today to dry out. Nonetheless, this is my last shot at being incoherent, and you are the beneficiaries.
We were very good and only had six bottles last night. And two in the afternoon. So Links may appear a bit fuzzy.
Whew, got through Christmas without some Lutherans burning down our house! Links, then, to celebrate.
Why is it that every Christmas, we end up with a Jew doing Links?
It’s coming! And Frankie Festivus has all the poles for the kids! While we wait, Links.
Jesus, it’s only a week to Christmas? Better get these Links out fast to beat the crowd.