Dear: Geoffrey The Giraffe
Hey there, you greedy little bastard; How are you? I'm a bit put out myself. It has to do with your "return" policy. That's kind of funny; calling it a "return" policy when there's actually no chance of "returning" anything to you without knowing how to jump thru hoops dressed like a clown with my ass on fire. If I →
A Photographic (After) Christmas Story
Well, Christmas was a hit at the NukeHousehold. After cleaning up 3 different times, we were left with this: We decided to get the kids out of the house for a little while and thought we would play some sports. NukeBoy2 rode his new skateboard while NukeBoy1 showed off his new customized and personalized Carolina Panthers jersey. The neighbors played some →
Curses! Foiled Again!
In this post for my sister Laura's birthday I mentioned a box that a I had made in 7th grade shop class. I had traded her that box for her Kiss-Destroyer LP. I had plans to get it back, but she sold it to a friend of mine right under my nose and made a handsome profit. She called me →
Almost As Good As A Cup Of Coffee
While putting NukeGirl's socks on for her today, she looked up at my shirt and said; "Daddy, what does your shirt say?" "It says 'World's Best Dad', honey". She looked at me with wide eyes and open mouth and exclaimed; "YOU'RE THE BEST DADDY IN THE WHOLE WORLD? AWESOME! How did you win that?" She was so completely convinced that →
That’s It, No More Reading The Comics For You!
Granted, she hasn't learned how to lie on her back and have her ears flop over the roof peak, but I haven't had a chance to finish the A-frame roof yet. I built this doghouse for the NukeBeagles before we went out of town so they'd have some respite from the rain. I wasn't able to finish the roof before →
The Student Becomes The Teacher
Is it birthday time again? This series started when I forgot to call my sister Leta on her birthday, prompting an apologetic post listing all of the lame excuses I could muster. It actually turned out to be a pretty decent post, so I continued it with my brother Steve. Momo Fali liked it so much she asked me to write one →
Pole Dancing
This is a post about pole dancing. It's not the kind of pole you're thinking about, and it certainly isn't that kind of dancing. I don't even own a thong...anymore. I may still have some Loverboy and Berlin CD's around somewhere though. No; this pole dancing post will revisit a night that I mentioned earlier that people wanted to hear more →
Weasel-Bling
I got an email from Mrs. 4444 over at Half-Past Kissin' Time asking if we had a button that she could put in her sidebar commemorating her donation to Help Save The Weasel Christmas. Since it was such a great idea, I had to rush out and figure out how to make one! I found this site that laid it →
A 12 Second Story, Told In 5 Minutes
If you were a fly on the Capri Sun stained roof of our mini-van last night, this is what you would have heard on our way to basketball practice: NukeBoy2: Hey Dad? NukeDad: Yeah? NB2: Did you know that I can blow bubbles with my hand? ND: No, actually, I didn't. How do you do that? NB2: Well, this one time at school, my friend Jeremy →
God Bless Us, Everyone!
This Christmas season finds many families in economic hardship. The hardship becomes worse when it happens to a household that only has one income; if the breadwinner loses their job, the savings dry up quickly. If that household has 5 children in it, then a Merry Christmas becomes more of a challenge. The World of Weasels is one of the many victims →
Billion Dollar Baby Bills
You'd think that the Medical Gods would have shown some pity on us this week after the fun and excitement of last week. I guess I'm just an easy mark. That, or I've seriously pissed off somebody up there and they know that the flexible spending account has been zeroed out as we wait for January 1st to arrive so we →
I Feel Pretty, Oh So Pretty
Well, all things considered, that wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Now I know why all of those old people are smiling in those Metamucil commercials. It's amazing what a liquid diet and a couple of days without sodas and junk food can do for you. Oh, and the 2 weeks worth of laxative, forgot that part. →
G.I. Blow
Remember when I told you about my wonderful barium sulfate breakfast? I had to drink it for a CT scan my Doctor ordered to try and find out why I had pain in my side. They said everything looked fine. Well, somebody was wrong, and it wasn't me. I spent Sunday afternoon in the emergency room with the same pain in my →
