Yes, that is a Betty Ford Rehab Hash T-shirt (he said, bursting with grandfatherly pride).
Stepstools and ladders and stairs, oh my.
Well, I’ll be damned — it’s Twosday, 2/22/22.
I was about to title this post “The Case of the Purloined Pups” but then realized no one would get it until the end.
… playing lets-pretend-it-didn’t-happen isn’t the way to go here. It’s lying, and will only fan the flames of culture war.
Bashers showed up from Tucson, Sierra Vista, and Phoenix … even one from El Paso.
No theme. No theme. You’re the theme.
Thinking about Labor Day, which we observed yesterday with company, dinner, and a movie. Company was our friend Mary Anne and her dog Anthony; dinner was hickory-smoked ribs, potato salad, grilled veggies, and corn on the cob (plus deviled eggs and mango gelato from Mary Anne); the movie back-to-back episodes of Justified on Hulu. Here […]