Crazy Talk and Sometimes Socks
This was my backyard Saturday morning. Picturesque beagle/black lab mix aside (who may or may not be relieving his overnight pressures at the moment the picture was taken), the rest of it is an absolute outrage and a mammoth middle-finger to the face of all decent autumn-loving peoples. Snow should not be perceptibly falling in … Continue reading An Old Man Complaining About The Weather
It’s November and the mercury says it’s 30° around these parts. Which suddenly makes me wonder if two generations from now people will have to goog (no one will say both syllables of the word ”Google” a century from now, don’t be ludicrous you heathen monster!) what the planet Mercury has to do with the … Continue reading The Cold Season
Today your typically affable, witty Puddin will be played a little bit more Walter Matthau than usual. I'm feeling more than just a tad cantankerous today. Partly because a peek out the window is currently yielding lovely visions like this: Okay, so it's not exactly a peek out the window. This is the internet age, … Continue reading Cruddy, Cranky Crud-bombs at the End of the World*
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