Crazy Talk and Sometimes Socks
One of my first tasks to kick off the upcoming weeks of “social distancing” was to find the appropriate pair of socks from the archives. As it turns out, though, I don’t actually have any pairs with either pandemic symbols or adorable little hazmat suits in a spot pattern. Since I couldn’t find a pair … Continue reading Socks for Social Distancing
Three. Days. Remain. Today marks 362 days of socks. Indeed, I do believe I'll have myself a beer and contemplate that for a few moments. In the meantime, you guys should hit up a happy hour and maybe have a few pints of your own. Just remember to celebrate responsibly, and take an Uber or … Continue reading Three Hundred And Sixty Two Bottles Of Socks On The Wall
Huzzah! After two longs months of toiling daily in the word mines, reeking of coffee, weakness, dark chocolate, candy-coating, bourbon, flop sweat, and doom, I have finally, finally finished the first draft of my latest novel, codenamed Project Macaroni. How can you believe me, you ask? Especially as I’m known to make stuff up on … Continue reading Project Macaroni Status: Complete. Achievement Unlocked!
You might have noticed that I spend a goodly portion of my time here either not being here, or writing posts here that include at least a sentence or two referencing the fact that the 24 hours each day I do have are already stuffed to the gills like the proverbial penniless grad student after … Continue reading Top 5 Things I’d Do If Time Were Limitless
Well, we all knew it had to happen eventually. We’d gotten to the middle of July and yet for the most part, this summer had been remarkable well-mannered. Sure, it’s been warm, but not, like, unpleasantly, irrationally, unwholesomely, comes-into-your-home-and-eats-your-last-Thin-Mint-without-asking-you rudely, objectionably hot. [For the record, I’m not allowed to use adverbs in my novels anymore, … Continue reading Stupid Hot Days, Summer Colds, and Wax People
Have you ever noticed that everybody nowadays seems to have lists and lists of stuff they're actively checking-off to feel like they're, you know, accomplishing those ever important "life goals"? There's the pile of books you just have to burn through because everyone says that they're each, respectively, the best thing since Snooki's book*; there's … Continue reading Stopping to smell the flowers, err, hop aroma
It's early afternoon on January 1, 2013. After another raucous celebration to usher in the next 365 days, people everywhere are a slowly, determinedly getting themselves into motion, while trying very hard to ignore that splitting headache and the fact that vampires have, in fact, been correct about that annoying daylight all this time. Luckily, … Continue reading New Year’s Day 2013: A brief look at the year to come
Being Christmas day, the Puddinette are I, and of course all the puddinlings, are hanging out with extended family and making quite merry. Santa was very good to everyone, and there's been quite a flurry of gifts changing hands all afternoon. A fabulous dinner is in the offing, (one of those belt-busters, if you know … Continue reading Happy Christmas to all and to all a good…adaptation (or two)
I've made little effort to hide the fact that among all the various holidays recognized, celebrated and or honored by various cultures, social goups, etc, on Earth, Halloween is totes my absolute fav! Yeesh! You know what... I'm sorry, I can't even leave that alone. Sure, I might have only been trying to be silly … Continue reading Five things I will NOT be doing on Halloween night
Well, no so much for me, at least from a consumption perspective, because I have to run early tomorrow morning. And if there's anything I've proven to myself so far, it's that late night beer drinking + early AM running = Massive Ugh. But that's okay! Because what I really meant was that today's a … Continue reading Thursday obviously means beer time
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