Finally, the heat is temporarily cutting us some slack over here. We found out right before it broke triple digits this month that our wiring can’t even handle the air-conditioner, so we narrowly avoided heatstroke. We were thinking about trying to get the old ceiling fan going, but that thing scares the crap out of [...]
Archive for June, 2009
As you may have heard, in his pursuit of wildlife journalism, Eli “The Fudge” Talbot, publisher of such magazines as “Beard & Coffee” and “Safe Distance Illustrated” set out spend several weeks communing with nature in the mountains, living only in Whoopi, the legendary “Singing Tree” of the Colorado Rockies. But, due to an unfortunate [...]
My step-father used to be sick all the time, and would complain about loudly, making it the excuse for everything he did, or didn’t, do. But whenever anyone else was sick or hurt, he’d tell them it was in their head, that they wanted to be sick, because they didn’t want to work, and that’s [...]
I don’t have a lot of lady friends, and I almost never go to social events, so I wasn’t surprised to learn the something is happening to parties, something I never knew existed. Smart money says you’ve heard of Botox. But have you heard of Botox spa and cosmetic parties? I really hadn’t, but apparently, [...]
If I was going to buy new furniture, and money was no object, I’m not really sure what I’d do. I could decorate my house all in traditional Japanese style, with real futons and low furniture, like dinner tables and vanities. Or I could go with rustic furniture and make my whole place up to [...]
My mother keeps pushing to sell the house so we can move, but I’m pretty sure she either has no idea where we’re going, how we’ll get there and who’ll buy our house, or she’s already promised the house to someone for cheap, is looking to move to an even crappier place in a crappier [...]
Sigh, the day has been so nice. Even though I’m still having issues in that there’s nothing in the way of BATHROOM FURNITURE — you know, cabinets, shelves, shower column, the house is falling apart, there’s a leaky hole in the ceiling hanging over us like a big ole butt crack, and we have no [...]
