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...
Our retarded staff continues to provide me with material. After our waitress's insistence that she understands everything there is to know about every wine and beer on our list, she's now confident on giving recommendations. Confidence, unfortunately, is not the same...
We have a genius solution to our Governess’s latest mandate. Details within, including Links.
We suddenly have a heat wave and the snow is all melty. It must be spring. Right? RIGHT? Anyway, Links.
It’s almost over. My dreidels are worn out. I’ve had my fill of latkes. But there’s Links to usher us out of the holidays.
A few weeks before the Christmas madness at work, no distractions, so I’m taking the opportunity to try to forge some decent Links.
I promise, I’ll be back to form next weekend. But at least these are something.
Not up to my usual standard, but y’all will have the usual erudite banter in the comments. And there ARE Links, just to kick off the discussions.
I have a little dreidel, I made it out of clay, and when it’s dry and ready, I’ll do the Links.
More Tales From The Woke, more Links, more More.
Route 66 will never be the same now that we have used it. Sort of like that woman in the toilet in Bad Santa. Anyway, Links.
The last day of our 8 day road-trip. And I really shouldn’t be doing this, but… Links
Halloween gets a bit problematic here. But links are always the answer.
“I’ll have the usual.” More Tales of the Woke, birthdays, Old Guy Music, and links.
It’s Sunday in New York. The leaves are nearly done dropping. The Progs are reeeeeeing. All is well. Links.
It’s Saturday. It’s morning. I’m old. So it must be Links time. Where’s my pudding cup?
Seriously, I feel like I stumbled into Ali Baba’s cave. Newest story within, including Links
More tales from the Land Of The Woke… and Links.
This can get… complicated. But maybe Links will help.
Fall has hit here, hard. Know what else hit here? Yep, Links.
“Gender fluid” makes me think of Peter North. That is apparently not correct thinking. While I readjust… here’s Links.
Rain. Rain. It slows down. Then speeds up. Rain. Much like Links.
See, it’s Shabbos AND Sukkos. And Links. Seriously, how could you ask for more?
It’s Parent’s Weekend at one of our local colleges and the helicopters are landing en masse. So are Links.