The spouse and I have talked and fantasized about an east coast vacation (including FunSpot, home to eleventy billion arcade games) for almost two years now. It got derailed last year when he found out he was being laid off, but this year, dammit, were going to do it ( Read more... )

Only the 5 most recent posts? WTF? I suppose that's what I get for only logging in once every six weeks. Must one pay to read archives? Or is my template just screwed up?

I really only have 140 character's worth of interesting notions in a day, so Twitter seems to be a better platform for me. What's new since August 3? I'll go in reverse order ( Read more... )

Last night I found myself at a figure-8 race in Hamilton County, giving my youngest niece a bottle while cars roared around the track. It was kind of a weird scene to begin with, but weirder still: loud racing noises are like a sedative to this kid. She snoozed through at least half the race.

Skeeter bites on the muffin tops. Itches.so.bad.

... 'cause Skean should be laughing her ass of at this:

http://www.squidproquosf.com/2009/04/dropping-truth-bombs-on-muni.html

I got all excited and registered a domain name over nothing. There was only a little drama (centering around his poor girlfriend's kidney, which, thankfully, seems to have come back to life), no hijinks, no nervous breakdowns, no wacky stunts. It was like having a reclusive houseguest. Which, I guess, is good. But now, what to do with the ( Read more... )

Shedding time, with a hairy dog and two fluffy cats, means that furballs reappear within hours -- nay minutes -- of me putting the vacuum cleaner away. Thus, this really cracked me up.

I just finished listening to the audiobook of Eat, Pray, Love, and of course was *dying* to know if the author was still with Felipe (so glad she had the good sense to get laid), so I went to her website. Arf! Somebody get this woman WordPress.

http://craftastrophe.net/2009/04/jam-clam/