It's "Rush Week" at our local college (not the university, which banned frats and sororities about 20 years ago). I don't pretend to understand how any of that works- my college didn't have any frats or sororities and if it had, I can't imagine that I'd have had any...
The funnest part of living in the Gulch is the overheard conversations. This past week, we had a meeting of the Business Association to discuss PR to get people to come here and spend money. Satisfyingly capitalist. When the meeting was over, one of the shop owners...
I always seem to come to popular things well after they're done. Maybe their popularity is what puts me off, then when I finally get to them, it's, "Oh fuck, this really IS good." Angine de Poitrine, Breaking Bad, The Wire... anyway, Prime and Spud both urged me to...
Italians have a long tradition of this. The goyim have their little holiday today, something about rabbits being oviparous. There's also chocolate and caves somehow involved, I dunno, it's pretty mysterious to (((me))). All I know is that I didn't get Saturday night...
I admit to being a space enthusiast, despite wishing that NASA be eliminated from the FedGov. And I am very much opposed to manned space flight (machines are FAR better at that), especially things like manned interplanetary exploration. It is an enormous waste of...
The holiday most goyim know about is Hanukkah, mostly because it drops in the calendar at the same time as their big-deal holiday, Christmas. Too bad because Hanukkah is not only a lame little thing, it's something no-one ever paid attention to until American Jewkids...
Warning: long one today. You'll recall the little incident at our shop a few weeks back where a crazy guy who had been trespassed for stealing came back in, and when told to leave by 10b0t, blew a gasket and started screaming and throwing stuff pulled off the counter....
Our little village is having a No Kings protest today at our traffic light. As usual, I will show up with drinks and snacks to hand out. And as usual, I will be painfully aware that these people are actually just fine with kings, they just want King Obama back in one...
"Not today, you filthy old man." We seemed to have slipped past the equinox and into official Spring without much notice. Especially outside here where there's still sheets of ice and piles of snow. We might actually have above-freezing temps today, which would be...
Oddly, we had our local election in Glibs Gulch on Wednesday rather than Tuesday because of a state law forbidding elections on St. Patrick's Day. That seems counterintuitive since before voting is absolutely the most appropriate time to take a few slugs. In any case,...
"I am the candidate for simple farmers, people of the land. The common clay." I bet you thought I'd talk about the impending St. Patrick's Day and the annual excuse for alcoholic excess. Especially given my Irish heritage- my family originates in the eastern part of...
Friday the 13th being an unlucky day is just a superstition, right? Ask Spud. He was planning to put a water feature at his house here in the Gulch. However, an unplanned one in the interior of the house was not what he had in mind. A heating line burst and for...
Honk, honk.
Well, we survived the kids' party yesterday. They all ran around screaming and unattended upstairs while the dads, moms, and otherkins sat downstairs drinking heavily. We're still cleaning up. But there were only two ER trips, the cops only came once for a welfare...
The students have all left for Spring Break, so WebDom and 10b0t thought they'd close our little café for the weekend and get some badly-needed time off. So of course the (((Grinch))), always eager for revenue, booked a kids' birthday party just to foil their plans....
[Goyische Editor's Note: If you think you've seen this before, it's because you have. At least twice. (((OMWC))) published this in 2017, and again in 2021. You know how old ppl like to tell the same stories over and over...] You goyim may be familiar with the High...
With the sudden onset of tolerable weather (it's going to be up to 23° in Went To The Moon units), I will be outside finishing up my fence extensions for a better confinement of a dog who identifies as an antelope. Then down to the café to meet, greet, shake hands,...
Here in the Gulch, we on the Planning Board are wrestling with a controversy, STRs. Initially, I thought that was some kind of venereal disease but it turns out to mean "short term rentals," as in "AirBnB or VRBO." Given the bright vivid Blue of the village's makeup,...
Banjos and Sloopy are out today, so The Old Guy steps in. Planning Board and Board of Trustees for the Gulch are having a joint meeting tonight to discuss our latest controversy: short term rentals (e.g., VRBO, AirBnB), how to zone and regulate. I suspect you know...
In which Prime and I escape the snowy climes of WNY.
Keep your fucking beignets, Goy Boy. We got hamantashen. They may have been partying down in NoLa, but at the same time, I kept thinking, "This is a really poor-ass version of Purim." Which it is. Nobody parties like drunk Jews. They sometimes even spend money. So...
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...
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...