This might be a little hard to believe—and even comes as quite a shock to me—but I've arrived at the conclusion that I simple watch Too. Much. Television. That's not, of course, to say that I really watch a significant amount of TV programming—I think I might average an hour or something every night.  My … Continue reading Video games killed the television time

The weekend visited a whirlwind of activity upon us, both at la casa de Puddin and at various foreign locales.  Of course, by "foreign", I obviously mean "places I've never been" as opposed to locations in other countries. Visiting other countries isn't something I want to do on a weekend.  If I'm going to visit … Continue reading Did anyone else see that weekend fly past?

Thursday was kind of a busy day.  I spent the better portion of the workday visiting one of our better customers. What makes them "better"?  I'm not entirely sure, to be honest, but I'm allowed to go visit them by myself without a chaperone, so they must be trustworthy and not given to easy frights. … Continue reading A busy day keeps the Hulk rage away.

That ought to learn me.  Actually, I probably should have learned quite some time ago.  Like years, even.  But because I apparently haven't yet, I guess I'm going to have to codify it for future reference.  Thus, I give you... Puddin's Law of Negative Thinking Regardless of intended level of cuteness, wit, or cleverness, if … Continue reading The power of negative thinking

Halloween has come and gone.  Clearly, to many of us, that means but one simple thing: eating ALL THE CANDY. If only that's all it meant. In reality, though, it means an awful lot more.  It means that after months of pretending that the frantic holiday season was still half a year away, the time … Continue reading Christmas in the time of Thanksgiving

After yesterday's Pulitzer-nominated exposition on the joy of finding a stack of nearly-new Levi's in my closet just as I realized I needed new ones, it seems like a questionable idea to follow up with a post focusing largely on food.  But that's exactly what I'm going to do. Because that's just how I roll. … Continue reading Food coma

While changing into my jammies Monday night—yes, I know, I'm a rockstar—I found that at some point during the course of the day, one of the belt loops on my jeans had torn off.  I was left with nothing but a detached loop flapping freely in the autumn breeze like a windsock.  My poor belt … Continue reading Holey jeans, Flat jeans, Skinny jeans, Fat jeans