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...
Exciting days here in the Gulch. Every little village needs a crazy guy wandering the streets. In our case, it's the son of a professor, the latter notorious for her rather eccentric behavior (like hitting on me). He was trespassed from our little business a year or...
Moderately hungOVER. Don’t read too much into that. Read the Links.
Jews play stupid games. Jews, that’s why they’re lame. As are the Links.
The water seems to come out of nowhere. It’s like the sky is sweaty. We’re baffled. So… here’s Links.
Holy shit, you mean I have to sober up now???
With Black Friday behind us, Saturday takes on the color of my heart. And here’s Links to prove it.
It’s a day to give thanks for the things we give thanks for, and to bitch about idiot “authority.” Starting here.
SP and I did some fun chemistry last night. We’ll see if this gets anyone sick. But as a backup, the news should definitely do the job.
Look, we had a visitor last night and drank a significant amount. So expect these Links to be sort of… you know.
A little mini-rant about disease, politics, media, and math abuse.
It’s almost Thanksgiving. It’s 90° out. What the actual… anyway, Links.
I’d tell knock-knock jokes to Mao Tse Tung, but I haven’t got a kitchen sink. But Links.
Nothing makes sense. Nothing matters. So what the hell, let’s have us some Links.
For so many things. Real things, not DC Kabuki. But hey, that shit is basically over as well.
Not from the alcohol, really, though that’s a good idea. It’s from the circus we laughingly call “news.”
There does seem to be a long tradition of bailouts. (((We))) apparently started it.
Because you know it’s all burning on Tuesday night and Wednesday, no matter what the results. So let’s enjoy Sunday Links while we can.
Y’all mocked me, but I was right. And here’s Links, just to show there’s no hard feelings.
We’re getting closer…
Maybe 2020 is asshoe but it’s a bright, shiny, and fresh asshoe. Like these links.
In a relative sense, of course. But no matter, here’s Links
Unlike my genius wife, I can’t come up with clever links themes involving my handle. Nor can I even approach her formatting. But I’ll try to make up for it with ill humor.
I dunno, I have no real theme here, but I do have links.