Fruh-Gee-Lee; Must Be Italian
I got a package today. It didn't do so well in the deliverysphere. All I can figure is it has a really smart mouth and all of the other packages ganged up on it; or one really big bully box sat on him for no good reason. Either way, his corregation is irreperably harmed. He looks more like an accordion →
Ain’t Nobody In Here But Us Chickens!
I knew I should have bought The Biltmore when I had the chance! Man! I BLEW it! I could have gone in with a library card, no job, no collateral and no hope of ever paying it back, and Fannie, Freddie or Countrywide would have given me a 6,000 year mortgage (Interest Only) with no money down. How cool would that have been? →
Kite Fishing
Some kids around the Nuke neighborhood have acquired a go kart. There was some debate as to real ownership of said go kart, due to the fact that it was snatched curb side on bulk trash pick-up day. It had a flat tire and a broken chain. Broken chain, flat tire, bulk trash day; it's a no-brainer, right? Wrong. After →
Big Word Wednesday-Week 19
Looks like BWW will be moving to a bi-weekly format until I can figure out how to insert 10 to 12 more hours in my week. Posts have been trickling in since school started, and I'm trying to get my work life in order as well, so bear with me. Now that the excuses are out of the way, let's →
And, How Was Your Breakfast?
I've been having some abdominal pains, so I had to have a CT scan done. To be able to see your insides properly once they fire up the radiation donut, you have to ingest an un-godly amount of "reflector juice"; or, as they call it; Barium Sulfate Suspension. They labeled it Berry Smoothie, as if that was going to trick my psyche, not to →
Resolve
I had a different post ready to go for today, but it wouldn't be appropriate. I usually like to keep it light-hearted and funny, but today isn't a day for light-heartedness. I have a problem. I have a problem with those that would be happier if this day would pass as any other day; mundane, and without consequence. With those →
Rick Astley: Secretary Of Dance?
I'm thinking of asking Rick Astley to be my VP. No offense, WeaselMomma, but Rick is giving me some mad props on the referrals, you know? Even though my Rick Astley post is 3 months old, it continues to send unsuspecting Rick fans to my site. Maybe VP is too lofty a goal for Rick; maybe create a new cabinet level position →
Big Word Wednesday-Week 18
Let's get political. With the Republicans wrapping things up in St. Paul tomorrow night I thought we would visit a couple of words from the realm of promise breaking politics. In honor of Al Gore, who invented the Internet, Big Word Wednesday, Global Warming and Humility, I give you gravitas. It means; seriousness or sobriety, as of conduct or speech. It could →
