This happens to all of us. Scenes from Glibs Gulch:I'm doing everything in my power to make the village regret putting me in a position of power. I'm arguing hard for property rights against a group of very HOA-like Progs who want to do everything they can to use...
I've developed a yearly ritual: a trip to Cleveland when the Ravens are in town, hang out with generous ticket-provider Nephilium and his girlfriend, and generally have a great time. This is irrespective of the Ravens winning or losing; the fans at Browns games are...
This was the stupidest relevant image I could find. Actually, several bullets were dodged. We had a gala opening of a new shop here in the Gulch, of a type I call a "chick shop." Scented soaps, knick-knacks, feminist-themed stickers, books, napkin rings, twee little...
It’s the big day today. And if Lamar doesn’t come out on top, you’ll read about me in Links tomorrow.
Wow, the front page excerpt this works again, which is more than you can say about me. Or Links.
Well, that went about as well as could be expected. And I enjoyed a bottle of a nice off-dry Rkatsiteli paired with Brie en croute through the game, then a shot of a huckleberry cream liqueur (gift from the formidable Riven) before bed. This was a great deal of...
Tonight is exciting and melancholy at once. Exciting because I couldn't pick a better matchup for the playoffs than Ravens/Steelers, who have had a decades-long blood feud. And I have a new very high end surround audio system set up in my TV room. Melancholy because...
Unexpectedly, my beloved Ravens took the AFC North title. Suck it, Steelers. Mediocre game by Jackson or it would have been a 50 point win instead of a 25 point margin. Game highlight was the interception by Michael Pierce, which was like watching Butterbean in the...
No, despite the unrelenting snowfall (we have over a foot on the ground at the moment), the electricity has been fine here in Glibs Gulch. But I am foregoing a date with Prime in order to watch the debacle in Baltimore on TV (NB: Prime made it past the Spud filter,...
OK, maybe we shouldn't have had that last bottle. I mean, sometimes I have to recognize the passage of years and my less-than-optimal condition. But that just didn't enter the picture when the corks started popping and the bottomless glasses started filling. And now,...
Spud has arrived for his quarterly visit, and just in time for our traditional New Years Eve. I know this is going to surprise you, but there's often drinking involved. So we will spend the run-up to the big night doing intense practice. Those livers aren't going to...
It's not often that Pagan Christmas and Taliban Chanukkah coincide- and even when it happens, it's only for half a day- the drunken lighting of the Menorah doesn't happen until sundown this evening. In any case, to dispel the silly idea that the goyim have about...
Well, he will be in a few more days, anyway. I'm not hip to all the Christian stuff, but from what I understand, Jesus goes all around the world on his birthday, coming down chimneys and feasting on milk and cookies. Sadists leave out a bowl of M&Ms, since they...
Ironically, after being tossed out of my teaching position for saying something (as yet undisclosed) that offended a student (also not disclosed), I was invited to a faculty development training session on "Academic Freedom." Fuck it, I got the last grades in, did a...
I mentioned yesterday that with the New Year impending and our traditional festivities with family (now with WebDom, 10b0t, Spud, and the fetal Glib), I am forced to finally stop juggling and make a choice: NPR Lady 1 or NPR Lady 2 (affectionately known as "Retread")....
So many things happening here that it's hard to know where to start. First, both NPR Lady Prime and Retread are out of town visiting family, so I'm all alone here this weekend. This is probably not a bad thing. Second, the Dean called me into his office. "We will not...
Today is your lucky day: Old Man Links
It’s official, the Old Guy is old. But Links are new.
Fittingly, the end of November and the beginning of December meant a lake-effect enhanced snow, and we got it good and hard. Fortunately, I wasn't relying on airports, and for all their faults, the local governments here do a pretty good job of getting the snow off...
Wherein we pay for our sins of the weekend. And repent of the Links.
“Hey, you’re a Jew, it’s not your holiday, why don’t you do Links?”
Advice: Never take advice from Spud. And here’s some Links to reinforce the idea.
I suddenly find two NPR Ladies in the picture, and a conundrum it is. They are both intelligent, accomplished, and educated. NPR1 is a physician (pediatrics), incredibly kind and sweet, soft-spoken, and seems to be quite sane and grounded. NPR2 is actually a rerun,...
After dinner last night with New NPR, WebDom pulled me aside. "There's something wrong." "Oh?" "She's sane. And really nice." Apparently we've gotten past the first filter. Mere socializing will not stop birthday parties, and we really should have them for people like...
I mean, my kids have to be good for SOMETHING, right?