My Wiener Has a First Name
It’s O. S. C. A. R.
Wednesday Bag o’ Pogue
I just committed close to a grand to have this old Seiko repaired and restored.
A Fatal Ride
Hit & run? Hey, it’s Tucson. Do you even have to ask? They got the bastard, at least.
Relatively Civilized, Relatively European
I purposely avoid saying “World War III” because it strikes me as racist; as if only wars fought by white First-Worlders can rise to the level of a world war.
Thursday Bag o’ Bark
When we walk, Fritzi and Lulu bark at anything and everything.
Breaker Breaker
Is it just me, or does the KOLD News 13 staff seem giddy with excitement?
Air-Minded: Go Fish
I’m following news reports of the “landing incident” aboard the USS Carl Vinson in January, wherein a Navy F-35C pilot misjudged his carrier landing approach in the last seconds, struck the ramp, and ejected as his aircraft slid off the deck, splashed into the South China Sea, and sank.
Slam Dunk Friday
I shouldn’t give a shit about the things celebrities get up to, but I’m terribly disappointed with comedian Patton Oswalt for participating in online sports book advertisements on TV. Not many things are sins in my book, but gambling is one, and moreover one with a devastating effect on families. Shame on me for thinking Oswalt was one of the good guys.