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...
I’m not sure how I’ll pull that theme together for Links this morning. But come watch me utterly fail.
Who says that Yahweh doesn’t have a sense of humor?
Another surreal day here. But I’ll keep it real in the Links.
How can I possibly feel any hope? And yet… I do. Maybe the Links will perk you up a bit, too.
As the world turns and the fever burns, it’s clear that people never learns. OK, no more poetry, just Links.
We now enter the 7 month period where I keep wondering why the hell we moved here. But the news is more important than my extreme discomfort.
SP is reduced to repeating, “Has everybody gone fucking nuts???” Here’s proof she’s right.
Hell has descended here. And Links are descending there.
A new day, a new week, and the fuck it attitude is spreading. Morning Links are my small contribution to this.
People are starting to rebel. Trust in media and government is dropping. I’m happy, relatively. So to celebrate, here’s Links!
Proclaim Liberty throughout the land and to all the inhabitants thereof. Just kidding. News is proof of that.
Just kidding, I’m out and about. Hide your kids. And comment on the links.
Sorry, bad day for us. You guys have fun, though.
Because really.
Because, you know, fuck that guy. Think of these links as Sloopy Seconds.
Actually, we’re not stuck at home, but we’re pretending. And linking. And begging for some help.
At least that’s how I’m comforting myself. And I definitely get that feeling from those I encounter. In the meantime, cower-in-place and read the Links.
Nearing the end of the Tolerable Season here. The news takes it over to the intolerable. But amusing comments are verbal salve. And SP and I abide.
Virusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirus…..
YOU CANNOT GET AWAY FROM IT. NOT EVEN HERE. IT HAS INFECTED EVERY CORNER OF THE NEWS.
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.