The most depressing thing about a Sunday night is that it precedes Monday morning. The weekend is winding down and in a matter of 12 hours or so, my pasty white one will be...
Ladies and gentlemen, in a pure and uninterrupted display of irony, I participated in metaphor this morning. I didn’t even do it on purpose. ; Come to think of it, participation in a metaphor...
In the last month, I’ve tried to be militant about getting my workouts in. Today when I got home from a day in front of two computer monitors and an SQL query which wouldn’t...
Well, crud. Here on the eve of Junior’s 18th birthday, San Antonio is on the cusp of receiving some sort of storm produced by red clouds. I know this because the picture...
This one goes out to all of you movie fans who saw the original Total Recall with Gov. Arnie and appreciated it for it’s cinematic splendor. You know who you are. Remember...
As a result of my self diagnosed case of OCD, I sit here at lunch (chicken sandwich, tater tots, starlight mints) listening to the radio, reading tweets, and checking my blog stats. Typically when...
Like it or not ladies and gentlemen, there’s nothing like a groggy Monday morning to inspire cynical blog material. Granted, a Monday morning usually doesn’t inspire a whole lot of any material for...
From a traditional standpoint, tuna salad is made up of four essential components: Canned tuna Mayonnaise Pickles Hard boiled eggs The number of times that Mom or Dad made tuna salad in...
Well ladies and gentlemen, as promised in yesterday’s blog I spent time in the backyard starter kit this morning reading The Restaurant At The End Of The Universe while dining on dry Corn Chex,...
Shaken, not stirred. Faith continues to heal at a rate which just isn’t fast enough for her or those of us who keep getting hit by her neck bound weapon of dermal destruction. Her...