A Poem.
“I got a bratty brother
bugs me every day
and this morning my own mother
gave my last cupcake away.
My dad acts like he belongs
he belongs in a zoo
i’m the saddest kid
in grade number two.”
So Iain’s learning blues/jazz harmonica today. It’s nice to have him wailing away on guitar and his “tin sandwich,” providing a little live music. […]
Let the dangertainment begin.
Let the dangertainment begin.
The Great Go-Goop War.
The Gulf War II Drinking Game.
Taking the Work Out of Protesting Stuff.
Star-Spangled Ice Cream.
Is it war yet?
Is it war yet? Is it war yet? Is it war yet?
You know, there’s a scale in the women’s restroom at work, which I thought was odd. Then I heard someone trying to chuck up her lunch the other day. It makes me wonder.
Shit, the news is on. I think this […]
Calories: 1000. Pounds: 118.
Calories: 1000. Pounds: 118. Hours worked: 19.
Another Tuesday done — I amaze myself. Poor Donna was out today, and will be for a few weeks, because her hubby had a heart attack, unfortunately. So I did the paper all by myself, without any help, and today was only my 5th day of work. Made […]
Why stop at Freedom Fries?
Why stop at Freedom Fries?
Thank you, David.
Thank you, David. Somehow, I feel better about myself, but I miss you all the more.
“It’s pronounced NUKE-you-ler”
“It’s pronounced NUKE-you-ler” …
I think I’m having a physical reaction to Bush’s speech.
I’ve watched the address, but I’m not yet at a point where I have a firm opinion.
Just some thoughts and observations:
1. I feel all nervous and sick.
2. I feel strangely sympathetic toward Bush.
3. I may not be as firmly against this war as […]
Thanks be to Ross.
Thanks be to Ross.
OK. After days of mysterious JavaScript error messages, I decided to figure out what the hell was wrong with my mothercrappin’ computer.
Glorious Omniscient Ross of the online help center (“Please do not worry. I am here,” he said) advised me to download some new MRJ and the latest IE version.
Considering […]
Poke chops ‘n’ applesauce.
OK. Pork chops for dinner, cobbler for dessert, warm evening breeze, simpsons on the telly. Life is good.
Except — I’m fresh out of real smokes, so I’m burning my lungs on this homemade unfiltered crap.
But, tobacco is still tobacco. No complaints.
Last night: At Champion Billiards, Team Eastman blew everyone out of the water. Boom-boom-boom, […]
Igby went up.
OK. “Igby” was surprisingly good; “Oleander” was decent but the book was better. Today is “Flashdance,” later, after I clean house and shower.
Curling is on the telly — Iain can jam on the guitar and enjoy Canadian sports at the same time. Quite amazing, really.
Tonight: Shooting pool with KK and the gang. We’ll see how […]









