SA In the Shiggy
This morning I looked up shiggy in the Urban Dictionary. Turns out I was pretty close.
Saturday Photoblogging
Donna and I celebrated our 57th wedding anniversary yesterday with gifts, a matinee, and dinner out.
Postoperative Postflight
TIL (today I learned) that a tube of flavored Chapstick, placed in a drawer ten years ago and then forgotten, goes rancid.
Crunchy Crusty Goodness
A sensible person would quit while he’s ahead, forget about the Orient in the bush and settle for the Casio in hand. Give you one guess what I’m going to do.
Tummy Troubles (Not Mine)
Where There’s (Not) Smoke
I guess it’s to be expected that 4th of July parades and gatherings are turning into mass shooting events, as they did yesterday in Chicago and Philadelphia.
The Glorious … Wait, What?
Something tells me I should lead off by saying I don’t endorse this. Even so, my first reaction on seeing it was to say “Wow, take a stand much, Pima County Democratic Party?”
Garbage In, Garbage Out
Putting out the garbage first thing in the morning once a week is just an extra step in my morning chores. So far it’s working: today there’s garbage all up and down the street, but none of it’s ours.