I feel good now that the NFL season has started, the summer heat has passed, the leaves are just beginning to color, and the staff at our little café seems to actually have transitioned into something competent. Mostly. I managed to have a fine evening of wine with...
What's the substitute for sugar substitute? It's an interesting philosophical conundrum. My answer is: sugar. So sitting in for SugarFree today is the site's Sugar Daddy, who loves giving out sugar-laden candy to the kids. Apparently September 3 was astrologically...
Between nothingness and eternity lies a chasm of consciousness. At least that's what my fortune cookie told me. In any case, last week was the last game of the NFL preseason and they put a gap in this week before starting up again next week. So this weekend......
This is the greatest emergency ever. Ever. Literally tens of people are dying and there is nothing else in the news.
Know what’s the greatest thing to do after a hard night of too much food, too much alcohol, too little sleep, and losing an hour because of the other 49 states? Yep, get up early, do links, and then go bash our bodies on a steep trail.
After a fun and exhilarating day, it’s time to wade back into the quotidian mud.
If I die while out hiking on the trails today, it’s sad that this will be the last thing I ever write. But it’s the last gasp for many of us…
Leap Year Day comes but once every four years. But Links come twice a day. And at my age, that’s impressive.
It was the shortest of nights, it was the longest of nights. OK, longest wins. But links must be served.
Links are 100% American, not a chance that… what?
This is what you get after SP and the Old Man have a meet-up.
I’m not exactly phoning it in, but it will be sketchier than usual. Not that this will affect comments and criticisms.
Sloopy has been sucked up by a tornado. Until we locate the body, various staff members will take over the Morning Links. Given my seniority (I held Moses during his bris), I go first.
Well, I fucked up Sir Digby’s post last night, so my atonement is… Morning Links. With suggestive pix.
Bad puns, obvious jokes, tilting at windmills. And links.
It’s a Super Day with Super News.
It may have been a week of Hell at work, but that doesn’t stop the snark. Or the news.
The house is full and soon will be fuller. I am drunk and soon will be drunker. The Links are posted and soon will be… poster?
I know, I know, we’re all geeks one way or another. I’ll try to act normal for links. And I’ll fail.
The Dutch Invasion has commenced. We’re in for a Gouda time! Starting with this morning’s links, of course.
Poe weeps from beyond the grave. I work through my grief to post links.
If I can’t predict the future, maybe I can predict the past.
With a Big Announcement that old time Hit and Runners will find familiar.
The 2020 premiere of Saturday Morning Links comes at a momentous time. The NFL playoffs are beginning, SP and I are preparing for several waves of visitors and a landmark anniversary, this site is about to turn 3 years old, and the final push for the national...