Fun time yesterday, Spud is in town and this time his girlfriend joined us (first time meeting us). I'm not going to say we overindulged, but yeah, we're somewhat damaged. She seems to have survived meeting the Glibs Gulch crew and tonight we're throwing both her and...
We just had our local elections, and as expected, the ballot was Soviet style- here's the candidates, no competition, the choices have been made for you by our Politburo Democratic Committee. Some irony in that, but no matter. The only position that was contested at...
Everything is coming up OMWC. The Ravens seem to have miraculously revived. My latest home improvements have turned out spectacularly well. I had a terrific day of beer and pizza with Prime, who I think is going to be a pretty much permanent fixture. Spud and I shared...
Sometimes you get the bear, sometimes it gets you. Other times, it’s a deer. And Links.
Much goings on in the village. And everywhere else as well, with Links to prove it.
It’s Friday and I should be enjoying myself more. But Links always enrage me.
Exciting news from our little family! And less exciting Links.
It was a short strange trip. But Links are stranger yet.
Making up for lost time. And I keep drawing them back in…. but OK, Links.
I have just returned from my long drive to New England to pick up a ratty pair of classic loudspeakers which I will restore. And to attend a technical presentation and demonstration of an interesting home theater technology. The demo was impressive enough that I asked...
Summer is officially here. You wouldn't know it from the cool, gray, moist weather, but you would know it from the lack of students....
This is a heavy travel month, mostly to shitholes. This week, it’s for a good cause. And Links are always a good cause.
Our little school finished its year in the usual way. And Links were not involved.
Grades go both ways, but Links only cut in one direction.
Every once in a while, the results are worth the pain. Links are just pain, though.
The semester is over except for what the kids think is the most important part. But we all know that Links are the most important part.
You can fool some of the people all of the time, but I can’t fool anyone for long. But no foolin’, Links.
My mom is one of the few people who can call Joe Biden “Sonny boy.” Links are your chance to call him “Tard.”
A quick trip to a rat infested shithole is just what the doctor ordered. With a side of Links.
Well, Hot Dog Day was a resounding success, at least if you were a vendor of red plastic cups, aluminum cans, yellow police tape and New-York-State-approved cardboard junk food containers. I could hear music going and kids reveling at 3am, which is impressive to me....
It’s the biggest day of the year in our little hamlet. Which won’t stop Links.
What’s worse than thievery? Making the victim be an accomplice. Reading Links could qualify.
Just when I think things can’t get goofier… well, anyway, Links.
It’s coming! It’s coming! So are the Links.
He’s back and the sheep are frightened. But not of the Links.