The Year of My Socks, Two-Thousand and Eighteen
Since I spent the past two days checking out the view from high atop my soapbox, I thought maybe I should just go ahead an plan to write the next few posts on education, immigration, and tax policy, respectively. That way I could feel pretty confident about alienating just about everyone out there, one way … Continue reading Cheesy goodness
I had to fill the Middle Aged Dad Mobile up on Tuesday. When the pump finished doing its thing, I looked at the total sale amount, shook my head, took my receipt and went on my merry way, having been conveniently unencumbered of all that extraneous money that might have otherwise weighed down my checking … Continue reading Why I don’t want to hear it about gas prices
I’ve lately come to realize that I’m developing an issue with food. You can relax, though, Mom. I haven’t started binge eating Fun-Sized Snickers bars or snorting squeeze cheese. Although, I do expect someone will eventually be the subject of an episode of Intervention for just that. No, my issue with food is actually much … Continue reading Excess sodium, exthoxylated mono and diglycerides, and dicalcium phosphate, yum!
Do you remember when I said something about trying to grow grass? At the time, I was secretly hoping that we’d get some rain so my yard of potential greenness would be remain damp without me having to get off my lazy behind and water pay for said water. So, last week, I happened to … Continue reading It’s all my fault
I don’t know about you and yours out there, but we’ve had quite the busy day. Of all the holidays, Easter always seems to me to be the most energetic and hectic. Sure, everyone dreads Christmas with the shopping and the stress, etc, but all that is usually spread out over the course of several … Continue reading Egg, egg, egg, ham!
As you probably already noted from Thursday night’s Pulitzer-worthy limerick (which is not actually a haiku, regardless of what I happened to call it on facebook), a coworker was blessed with an earworm this week and took it upon herself to share with all the rest of us purely out of the goodness of her … Continue reading Earworms: the gift that keeps on giving
There's a person I know at my work in whose brain a foul earworm did lurk "Suffer with me!" she said then put it right in my head And even now, I still hear it, that jerk!
I was shuffling off to bed Tuesday night, right around my typical 1 AM bedtime ballpark, when I happened to witness the End of the World. It began quickly, between the 10 steps from the kitchen to the stairway to the second floor. When I turned out the lights and left the kitchen: no rain, … Continue reading Not by the hair of my chinny, chinny, chin!
So, um, I guess I should just ‘fess up and be done with it. It’s been hanging over my head for more than three months by now and at this point I need to admit to myself that it’s just not going to happen. Indeed, as much as I hate to fail at anything, the … Continue reading Ignoble defeat, in 10 words or less
I walked outside this weekend to inspect my barren dirt and was shocked and elated to find tiny grasslings sprouting up through the brownness. Admittedly, at the moment my few sparsely protruding blades of fledgling grass aren’t even impressive enough to resemble the hairs on Pig Pen’s head, but that’s okay by me. Because what … Continue reading Leaves of grass
