Thursday Bag o’ Leash Training
… Maxie, who was an older girl when we got her, had never been leash trained and to this day doesn’t know what to do when we hook her up to one.
"Your one-stop source for improper ideology and freedom seeds."
… Maxie, who was an older girl when we got her, had never been leash trained and to this day doesn’t know what to do when we hook her up to one.
… our little band of Knuckledraggers maintained social distancing prior to and during trail, and no hands were shaken, even though we hadn’t seen one another in months and wanted to. On On, brother and sister hashers!
But those who ban and burn books aren’t just know-nothings. A whopping proportion of their anti-intellectualism is composed of resentment and spite.
Our friend Shakesprick publishes an excellent Hash House Harrier history magazine. I frequently mentioned his work on the Half-Mind Weblog (RIP); it’s time to highlight it on Paul’s Thing as well, since many of my readers are hashers. I’ve embedded a PDF of the latest edition of On On, the History Magazine of the Hash […]
“Yeah, we know what you fly!”
Donna and I still dress for the day every morning, though by the time we sit down to watch the nightly news we’re usually in our jammies.
I want to tell myself we’re going to crush Trump and the fascist Republicans who’ve hitched their wagons to him in November, but fuck me, I didn’t think he had a chance in 2016 either and look how that worked out.
I met Mayor Carolyn Goodman in March 2014, on a motorcycle trip to visit my son in Las Vegas.