It’s a Trap!
Yesterday, on a gray and chilly afternoon on a neighbor’s patio, we chaired the HOA’s annual general meeting. We were hoping we’d be fired, but no such luck.
"No matter how cynical I get, I can’t keep up.” — Lily Tomlin
Yesterday, on a gray and chilly afternoon on a neighbor’s patio, we chaired the HOA’s annual general meeting. We were hoping we’d be fired, but no such luck.
Hey, a fella can dream, can’t he?
The lull between Christmas and New Year’s Day is traditionally the time for domestic bliss and best-of-year blog posts. Leastways, here at Paul’s Thing. Or is it?
“Hey,” I said to her as I walked out, “that was kind of fun.”
Note to self: never put food close to the edge of the countertops.
… 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.
Rachel, you’re a wuss!
Donna’s always coming up with ingenious ways to fix things and make them better. In another life, she’d have been an engineer. Wait. She’s an engineer in this life, minus the degree.