Cigars and reading material
Back when I lived in Syracuse (The Salt City; The City Where The Sun Don’t Shine; So Much City They...
Bring on the election
The life of an appointee. A while back, I traded being nervous every two years for being nervous every four....
No longer even funny
It is no longer even funny how many hits I get to the blog from people searching for “glycerol ester...
Better plan all week, better plan all month, better plan all year!
‘Cause it’s Halloween. That’s Dead Kennedys. Once a year I am absolutely obliged to listen to Plastic Surgery Disasters, but...
You’ll have to pry the remote from my dead fingers
Digital cable rules. It also rocks. Just for the record. The channel guide, title searches, pop-up reminders when a show...
Allergies begone!
I am so sick of allergies. They seem to lessen a little bit every year, but not enough. Spent most...
Enough with the stats already
It’s like a sickness. It’s like being a TV exec, watching my ratings go up and down and trying to...
At least I wasn’t involved
As terrible as the whole sniper episode has been, I couldn’t help thinking that at least it wasn’t happening here...
Addicted to Stats
I really should have known better than to add website statistics to my genealogy pages and this blog. Now I’m...
Return of the Prodigal Mom, Death to the Telephone!
Well, the girls did really well. Their mom was away since the break of dawn on Friday until midnight last...