Crazy Talk and Sometimes Socks
I know I’ve been kind of worthless when it comes to making any kind of sense or producing even a mildly entertaining narrative here this week. Really, though, I swear, that’s over now and I’m going to be good and clean and room and eat all my vegetables and any and all the other kid-who-wants-a-puppy-style … Continue reading Not being left without a partner at the big dance, and more on Longshots
But this isn’t one of those. I mean, it is. A post, that is. But interesting? Well, in the immortal (nearly immortal? somebody check into that for me) words of Bob Barker, “Survey says?! Oh, I’m so sorry, you’re answer is just not on the board.” Well, that might be more of a paraphrase. Anyway, … Continue reading This is where an interesting post would go
.png/707px-Quill_(PSF).png?crop=1 "Quickly, because I’m trying to do other thinky things with my minds")
This is pretty unusual for a Monday, but I've got a bunch of things occupying my grey matter at the moment, meaning I'm limited on the creative juice needed to put into writing a Snazzy Blog Post (tm). Admittedly, it doesn't help that my brain normally operates about as well as that 1958 For-dge-olet jalopy … Continue reading Quickly, because I’m trying to do other thinky things with my minds
Usually, the disc-sleeve inside that familiar red DVD envelope from the mail gets torn open the evening after Pete the Postman slips it into your mailbox. It's like you're a 10 year-old all over again and Santa just came and you've not only got a G.I. Joe with kung-fu grip, but also a full-scale Millennium … Continue reading A movie in 100 words or less: The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Because I’m an Old Guy now, it seemed to me that I should have some Old Guywear. Nothing as frightening as Pat Boone shoes or mid-chest-level pants or anything. But you know, maybe something a dude who was trying to pass himself off as being moderately mature might wear. You know, like a sport coat … Continue reading “Portly” and the ghost of a “Husky” past
It's suddenly come to my attention that I've somehow recently shared next to nothing about the current state of my author-ly pursuits. I mean, I did little but badger you poor readers about writing back in November (well, when I wasn't trying to ignore everything blog-related competely) as I worked feverishly* on my NaNoWriMo novel. … Continue reading Things that made me smile: catching-up on literary things
[Author's note: I originally wrote this poem in 2011. Since then, it has become (with the exception of the post that was Freshly Pressed) the most often-viewed post ever for Puddintopia. I wrote it in about 5 minutes as a lark because I didn't know what else to ramble about that day, having no idea … Continue reading From the archives (again): Green, Tasteless Beer (a poem for St. Patrick’s Day)
All my feeds laid out Google Reader kept them well And now, it's end. Woe.
My four year-old son, The Attitude, apparently just started a new stage in life. For the last few nights, he's been slow to get to sleep and has been waking up tearfully in the middle of the night. Kind of reminds me of my twenties, but let's not go there. In my son's case, I'm … Continue reading This is (actually) 40
As you undoubtedly gathered from Friday’s post about, well, I don’t know, reflux and other somewhat loosely related ramblings, I’ll be turning 40 this week. Actually, tomorrow, to be specific about it. Woohoo, indeed. I’ve got party hats all picked out already. I intend to mark the occasion with a Cub Scout meeting and my … Continue reading Five things I learned pre-celebrating my 40th trip around the sun
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