We are well past time for new National Public Holidays honoring bacon. And we don’t mean like the lame-o Dec. 30 alleged “Bacon Day” that nobody knows about. We’re talking about the need for major, urgent changes to the United States of America’s Public Holidays. And it’s no harder than adding bacon to a cheeseburger. […]
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You would not think a new pair of glasses would be that big a deal. But you would be wrong. I allowed the Chinese Fashionista Missus to choose my new specs, and she boldy went where I had never gone before. Big, round and tortoise. Comments on my Facebook page include: “Distinguished”. “Great look.” […]
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I’ve have a couple of “Man Moments” lately. You know, the ones that make the Missus roll her eyes way back in her head and think “what is WRONG with that man?” The most recent Man Moment involved wood shards, Charles Barkley and Killer Horror Chemicals for spraying roof gunge. But, honestly, the Wood Shard […]
Read More...I’m waiting for the Missus, so I thought I might as well do something productive like, oh, I don’t know, read War and Peace, or possibly rebuild Rome. There is NO REASON TO PANIC even though, by my clock, which works, as opposed to the one in the kitchen that is always 20 minutes late, […]
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If you grew up in Norman, Oklahoma, the best thing about the Fourth of July was Black Cats. We spent hours and hours pushing the firecrackers into ant holes and blowing them up, just to show the stupid ants how patriotic we were. But the ants really weren’t that stupid. After a few kabooms, […]
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You get away with a lot if you are cute. I don’t say this from personal experience, even though “cute” is the highest rating I ever received on the “looks” scale. I say this in reference to the Crack Puppy. If you have followed this blog at all, you know that we own Ling Ling […]
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Get Mad at that Damn Deck!
I just realized that I paint the front deck like Russell Westbrook goes to the rim. Russ hates that damn rim. And I hate that damn deck. Russ and I have the very same DNA of RAGE. And when we tap into it, Missy, you best get out of the way.
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