I had a couple of beers with The Guys last night. When I say "The Guys", I'm referring, of course, to that group of guys nearly every dude has; the fellas that had your back, back in The Day, that laughed at you when you threw up on that poor girl's shoes at that party … Continue reading Life lessons

As perhaps best said by the Scot poet Robert Burns, 'the best plans of mice and men often go awry'. Well, he didn't say that exactly. That's a translation. What he actually did write was 'The best laid schemes o' mice an' men / Gang aft agley.' But I didn't figure too many Puddintopia readers … Continue reading Of Children and Pools

I woke this morning to a tasty egg sandwich and an incredible piece of cleverness from the Puddinette. She told the kids at 9:00 AM that if they cleaned up the basement play room, we'd stop by the county animal shelter and check out the dogs up for adoption. Of course, we have no intention … Continue reading Horrifying Haircuttery

We got lucky last night and were invited to the neighbor's pool for a little while. I only spent about an hour across the street watching the kids fling themselves off the diving board and chase after weighted water rockets, but the visit did its job. Once we got them home and into bed, there … Continue reading You mean it’s NOT Dancing With the Stars?

I'm not going to ride the McDonald's Gravy Train of Easy Bloggery again today, so everyone can rest easy. No, I have bigger fish to fry now. In fact, now I've got full blown panic. I realized today that the Puddinette's birthday is just barely over a week away. I'm sure that for some people, … Continue reading Doomed

I made some mention of McDonald's yesterday, in reference to the fact that I pour fluids down my gaping pie-hole like a Delta Zeta girl tricked into eating her basket of fries with Hellish Habanero Eternal Burn Sauce instead of ketchup. Apparently, I must be feeling a bit thematic today, because I'm not quite done … Continue reading It’s no wonder that I’m lovin’ it

The people who run McDonald's have got to be some of the cleverest product-peddlers anywhere in the world. I say that because I realized this morning we must have driven-thru the golden arches four or five times over the weekend. Granted, I didn't buy a single food item, but I would've given a lot of … Continue reading I’m only thirsty when the Earth isn’t exploding

Tomorrow is Father's Day. Father's Day means steak. I like steak. There are few things better than a ribeye as big as your head getting seared during a brief stay on a grill at roughly nuclear temperatures. It's a good thing. I began the practice of giving my father the gift of beef for both … Continue reading Complicated problems

So sorry for the lack of something entertaining yesterday. I figured I'd probably tempted fate enough with my earlier quick-entry this week, a Puddintopia Pictorial Play I'm calling "Graven Consequences". The Puddinette made what I consider the definitive comment on the thing, "That's so funny…and so wrong." That, boys and girls, is exactly what we … Continue reading You gotta score at least a 25 to take advanced finger painting

Two of my favorite shows premiered tonight, which brings the number of TV series I've got recording at present to a mind-numbing three! And it's a good thing, too, because my Friday SciFi show just ended until fall, at the earliest. As I mentioned Sunday, True Blood started again, and I'm a (warning: bad pun … Continue reading Warning: Top Chef spoilers within