Going ballistic
These newfangled plastic straw wrappers are rubbish for shooting at your father.
This is why we can’t have nice things
Because the real icicles get hung up in the fake icicles. Welcome to 2013, and to winter (finally).
2012: Please leave. Now.
Carl & Tarri (Photo credit: carljohnson) I recently had a phenomenally trivial family trivia question enter my head: I suddenly...
Not up for discussion
Please, for the sake of my sanity, and perhaps for your very survival, PLEASE: I need not to hear about...
The Nutcracker, 13th edition
I have it on good authority (or at least a blog entry from seven years ago) that this will be...
All-nighters used to smell of hot wax and hypo
There’s stuff going on that has necessitated that, once again, I work the night shift. I’ll admit I had thought...
Top 10, right now
Herman’s Hermits — Blaze (Herman’s Hermits album) (Photo credit: Wikipedia) one of the ’60s British Invasion bands that really didn’t...
Quonset
The war ended nearly, what, 70 years ago? I feel like I could browse through Google Street View safely without...