Sharkless Sunday

With Shark Week a thing of the past now, I was left to my own devices today when it came to picking socks. I wore a blue checkered shirt most of the day, so I figured I'd try to get matchy with my socks. These weren't quite perfect, but close enough to make good on … Continue reading Sharkless Sunday

Rubber Ducky You’re The One

And finally we come to something that can't and won't cowed by anything with a 20,000 year old pedigree and three rows of displacing teeth. Hello, Shark Week, meet Rubber Ducky. Have a great weekend everyone . Get there and do something fun, and try no to set the place on fire.

It’s Not A Schooner, It’s A Sailboat!

Saillllling...takes me away to where I've always heard it could be. Well, okay, so I've never actually been sailing. I have been on a few boats, but never a sailboat proper. But that's probably for the best, because it's still Shark Week. Clearly, nobody wants to be on a sailboat--or even a schooner--during Shark Week.

And When You Cut Off A Claw, It’ll Grow Another One

I'll admit it. About half an hour ago, I posted something like this to both Twitter and Facebook: And that? Yeah, it was all lies. I may whine and complain from time to time, but I'm not about to let any kind of Life-questioning dumpster fire interfere with my 2018 sock mission. I therefore … Continue reading And When You Cut Off A Claw, It’ll Grow Another One

I Stand With Bedtime

Cripes! I almost forgot to post today's socks. Here they are, a variation of Captain America in all their Comic-Con-homagic (is that a word? Screw it, it's 2 AM... everything's a word at this point) glory. Also, since it's 2 AM, that's all I've got to say.