. . . and I am still up. I have a video shoot in the AM, too. This is insane. The script isn’t done, The column isn’t finished. But here is the day, including an explanation about why I had the COLD STONES to diss a geek-friendly movie director. But right now I’m thinking: [...]
The mail today: an offer from a cruise line. “Cruises starting from $149.” I don’t think you could get a fishing boat to take you ten miles out for six hours for $149, but this covers a trip to distant ports, plus meals? Also: “Free Upgrades for All.” So the people who order the ultimate [...]
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Yes, we have some snow.
It took down the gazebo. The gazebo that provided so much Twitter-based amusement two years ago. It was Gazebo #3; the first succumbed to age and rot, the second was a pitiful insubstantial thing that blew away in the slightest breeze. The third, I figured, would last [...]
You know, Jingle Pixie has become a member of the Christmas Family now. Mostly because he appears to be less psychotic after the holiday has passed. I put him on a window sill, and he actually seems rather friendly. But for the last week he has been showing up here and there, as my [...]
Merry Christmas! It’s a time of giving – specifically, giving the cost of a new car to guys who are quite serious about my root problem. The Roto-Rooter team showed up today, dug a deep grave in the side of the lot, took out the ancient pipe, and discovered that my problems, drain-wise, [...]
“I suppose you hear the joke about flushing money down the toilet all the time,” I said, signing a repair order that would cost several – as in many, as in a lot of – thousand dollars. The sewer repairman nodded and said that he did. I should probably apologize, since that does [...]
Roto-rooter came. The roots defeated the roto. They’re suggesting a busted pipe outside, which is entirely possible, given the age of the house. Big fargin’ boatload of money sailing over the horizon, right there. Criminey. Well, good thing we had a frugal Christmas. Not that we ever went totally overboard; as much as [...]
More snow. Because we needed some more snow. It put a nice coating over the old snow, which had become snirt quite quickly.
But we got more than a dusting, and there’s no place to put it. Not like water, which manages to go away on its own relatively quickly. Speaking of [...]
It’s the Christmas Cold, brought to you by Children, America’s favorite vector for infection. I don’t have it; zincing it up and beating it back as I did the last one. Wife is starting to get it. Kid is bouncing along nicely, but she’s clogged. I taught her how to wrap a present [...]
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