Much of the country looks like this, but not here. Every time we get one of these polar events, it seems to come down east of the Rockies. It's cold here, but bone dry. And we're headed into the danger zone with lack of snow. February and March usually save us, but...
Yep! Big footballs weekend. We're not far from entering a six month football drought, and Spud is melancholy. The spring league just doesn't cut it. Oh, well. Guess I'll go somewhere warm next month. Links? Good luck with that, Lou. Everybody hates the Dutch. DHS has...
Yep. Generic Links today. Manly Time is pretty sedate right now. We did finally get some snow, but we need a lot more. The summer garden isn't going to water itself. Links? The irony, it burns. Um. The Boomers retired? Trump's DEI hire is out of control. My money is...
Anything going on in the world?
Isn’t he cute?
Sloopy is…absent. But there are still links!
Get down wich ya own bad self, and get in to see the links.
Dropping a line to, the links!
1700 hours. Right on time.
I’m just getting back from the mountains, so I’m gonna whip this out.
I am disappoint.
Sloopy be a slackin’.
Well, maybe except for the actual links…
Not this kind of neat.
We lost him.
And I ain’t talkin’ hazy IPA.
“It must be frustrating, when you run out of ideas and are forced to come up with …something.”
Spud is on scene.
OMWC has really let himself go.
Poor bastard never stood a chance.
Not this kind of (long) pig!
No, I’m not done bitching.
Whoa, Nelly! We have Links.
Summer done have arrived. But it will not stop, the Links!
Wheee!!!