I feel for you. For each and every one of you. I feel your pain, your sadness, but also your joy, and your happiness. What am I saying? The only thing I feel is horny. And greedy. While Spud is gallivanting around Hawaii on his honeymoon, Prime and I decided to trash...
St. Hallmark is the patron saint of useless synthetic holidays. I will spend this one babysitting Sweet Baby James, then making some pizza for Prime and me, with accompanying adult beverages. Unlike Spud, I did not get married this week, so I'm still allowed to be...
Putting aside the good news about Sweet Baby James taking his first steps and Prime and I having our first alcohol-free date (we went to a cult restaurant specializing in buckwheat pancakes and maple syrup, open only two months a year), I have more amusing local...
After a very rough week at work, making me rethink my life choices, I’m ready for some relaxation. The news does not provide this.
While Texas tries to straighten itself out, Arizona will step in to get Links up and at ’em.
It’s a Hallmark Holiday! Let’s celebrate appropriately, starting with the Morning Links.
Does shit get any more surreal than it has been? Lookee here for the answer.
I’ve given you two days of serious links. Very Serious. So it’s time for non-serious ones. Sort of.
You think yesterday’s Links were serious? These are REALLY serious, verging on grim. Stop laughing and wipe that smile off your face.
The time for jokes and humor is over. I intend to be grim and serious from here on out. There’s nothing funny about these Links.
Nowhere to go, nothing to do… awww, who am I kidding? Anyway, Links.
You’re in the groove for the week and suddenly… it’s not Banjos doing Links.
Because it’s all surreal, yo.
Our national nightmare is almost over. Soon we’ll be back to normal. And my name is Napoleon Bonaparte. Links and snark will continue.
So far, we haven’t gone dark. At least not in a literal sense. Let me see if I can goad our hosts into it by merely posting news links.
I’ve been through the desert with some Links of no name. ‘Cause there ain’t no one for to give me some pain. Except SP.
After this week, weekend links are an anticlimax. Nonetheless, here they are.
Know what this weekend needs? Several more days. But the news will make you think that maybe it’s time to stop relaxing.
Somehow, the new year isn’t looking much different than the old one. Including OMWC bringing Morning Links.
I know, it’s not Banjos. But I’m 13″ taller, so that should count for something. Oh, and Links.
For those having three and four day weekends, guess what? Enjoy it now.
I’ll try to make these nice and quiet so it doesn’t hurt.
I am the inverse of a Shabbos Goy. And it’s not like you people are going to be reading this stuff on your holiday.
There’s a certain friend of mine with a crippled pancreas who can now face death. I have found it for him. And for you, I have found some links.
Our mission here is to help inoculate you against the bullshit we all swim in. The Links are a start.