I'm giving Mr. Church's editorial a break this year. Although if you haven't seen it in awhile, it might make for some good reading for anyone reaching, or fear that they may be reaching, that "skeptical age ( Read more... )

I’m like an elephant. No, I don’t have an ass the size of a tractor-trailer and I can’t paint with my nose. However, I do have an affinity for peanuts ( Read more... )

Yard sales bring out the strangest mix of humanity. Next time, I’m bringing down my camera ( Read more... )

Oh Strongbow, why must you toy with my emotions ( Read more... )

What do you think it means to dream of having afternoon tea with the Wicked Witch of the West and one of her flying monkeys but I had to excuse myself halfway into the cucumber sandwiches because my pirate ship was sinking into a bowl of mint chocolate chip ice cream ( Read more... )

Found: A Cheap Happy Hour ( Read more... )

Bush Explains Medicare Drug Bill -- Verbatim Quote ( Read more... )

After playing around in nickel hell for way too long and dancing with an old Italian guy and a disgruntled showgirl, we made it back from the Trop alive. What have I learned from this experience? Apparently, only fat girls and Carl drink “nuts and berries.”
Anyone care to share strange alcoholic concoctions that you have an affinity for?

Inspired by Mike's enlightening, yet depressing, blogging on death and equally moved by Mo and Phil's fascination with their mortality, I finally check out the phenomenon of the death clock ( Read more... )

I'm trying my hand at the wild and wacky world of knitting. And while I'm at it, I've also ventured into the kooky land of crocheting. So far, I can only make hats ( Read more... )