Phoning It In
And those phone calls? Mostly from Donna, little tugs on my electronic leash.
Tasty Kibble
Yes, that is a Betty Ford Rehab Hash T-shirt (he said, bursting with grandfatherly pride).
Yeah, Dad Gave Me a .22 Rifle When I Turned 13, Too. So?
If you’re hoping somebody in authority is finally going to do something, you’ve been watching too many West Wing reruns.
Birthday Blitz Bliss
By the time I clicked back to the library checkout page, the downloading issue had resolved and the book’s now on my Kindle, ready for a leisurely yet obsessive read. Happy happy!
Saturday Chores
Not much happening hereabouts. My weekly Saturday chores are done. One of our dachshunds, Fritzi, is off her feed and I’m keeping a close eye on her. The other two, Mister B and Lulu, have Valley Fever; we hope Fritzi isn’t coming down with it too. When a dog has had Valley Fever and another […]
Wednesday Worries
Which I guess tells you everything you need to know on where I stand with regard to abortion and a woman’s right to choose.
I Quote, Therefore I Am
What a terrible era in which idiots govern the blind (wink wink, nudge nudge, say no more).
Nose Jobs & Dark Hours
“Those who go out of their way to be offended never waste the trip.”