Yeah, not feeling it today. I got a shitload of chores done, there's a brisket on the smoker, and it's Saturday. I feel fulfilled and once I finish this, it's nap time. Links? "How about you go fuck yourselves?" MTG is a whack job, but I don't get Laura Loomer, or her...
So, I forgot that having a girl friend meant buying her shit. Yeah, she needs to populate the house in the Gulch with her clothes, because I don't check baggage when I come here. As a result, the local consignment shop just had it's best sale ever... Links? For those...
So for the second year in a row, I had no trick or treaters here in the Gulch. I assumed it's because I live on a hill, and also have a steep driveway. Turn off the porch light and voila, no kids. Well, I forgot where I am. Alfred actually has a ordinance on what...
Maybe a game of duck, duck, goose to pass the time.
Not this football, you dumb, son of a…
Sigh…
I may have bricked my pressure washer, but I haven’t bricked…the Links!
A veritable cornucopia if information.
Somebody remembers the word “responsibility”.
More wine!
A deep subject, but it will not stop the Links!
Ahem…
Illin’ anda not…chillin’.
!9 hours…it took my 19 hours to fly 2,000 miles. But that will not stop the Links!
Yay…it’s Monday… But there are still Links!
There’s a doins’ goin’ on.
Big tree plus big wind means writing big checks, but it will not stop the Links!
A few flowers won’t stop me from the Links! Allergies might…
The cabin needs a little tlc.
Spuds goes further West.
The squirrels abide, and there are Links inside.
Everything is blooming and my face hurts. But that won’t stop the Links!
Get yer red hots heeyah!
Hey there, hi there, ho there!
I ain’t Union. Get over it.