Posts Tagged Oklahoma Humor


The Only Book You Will Ever Need. Honest.

Now if I could only remember how to link to it!

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Thy Blog Be Done

  Many 12-step programs tell you to “Let Go and Let God”. But, as my big sister often reminds me, even when we do so, we frequently freak out and claw stuff right back. Case in point… I recently took a deep breath, said some prayers, and moved the HOGS Blog to a cheaper New Zealand […]

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The Eccentric Titirangi Chicken Woman

I love eccentric people, especially if they have chickens. And don’t live next door. Hence, I love going to the physiotherapist, to have my head rotated and get an update on the Titirangi Chicken Situation. (Yes, I shot that seven-second video last year!) It seems that the Council — after six months of meetings and […]

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One of these Days I’m Gonna…

 In no particular order:  … Go to the dentist.  Get my teeth cleaned.  Maybe get the dentist to figure out why anytime I eat meat, about half the animal gets stuck between my teeth and gum. For about a day. Which drives me insane. … Finish the “Fence That Never Ends” in the backyard, redo […]

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Babies Should NOT Be Born in Embassy Suites

(Another story from my miraculous Okie ‘Merican vacation) Twenty-five years ago, I was sitting in a maternity “hospital” in Alexandria, Virginia, waiting for the missus to deliver our son, Eli. I actually thought we were in an examination room, because it looked like an Embassy Suite. I was sitting on a plush couch, talking on […]

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The Great Okie ‘Merican Vacation

  I’ve just finished my greatest vacation, ever, which was filled with miracles and beeg fun and TexMex. How great? Let me count just 10 ways. 1. That egg-sized tumor in the brain of my best buddy’s adult son actually turned out to be the size of a baseball. It was removed on June 18 […]

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Chickens Are Inevitable; So Don’t Squawk

  What is it with women and chickens? My Singaporean Missus has wanted chickens for as long as I can remember.  So, counting her, that raises the number of “pro-chicken” voters in my household to one. I am in the “Over my dead chicken pluckin’ body will we have chickens” demographic. Thankfully, I have managed […]

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