Blogging From The In-Laws, 2005 Edition (Days 8 & 9)
You can never go home again. This year’s excursion to Dallas has been an odd one in more than a few ways. With the birth of Will, we were looking to spare a few bucks and so ended up coming…
You can never go home again. This year’s excursion to Dallas has been an odd one in more than a few ways. With the birth of Will, we were looking to spare a few bucks and so ended up coming…
You can never go home again. This year’s excursion to Dallas has been an odd one in more than a few ways. With the birth of Will, we were looking to spare a few bucks and so ended up coming…
From the Doing-stupid-stuff-then-blogging-about-it-so-you-don’t-have-to Dept. I left my VW at a local garage yesterday in order to get it inspected and was ready to pick it up this morning, with the help of my loving wife, of course. However, Will had…
Did you know that, despite over a thousand years of development, in spite of the poetic contributions of Donne, Whitman, Byron and Tennyson, the farces of Twain and Chaucer, the novel coinings of Shakespeare and the tales of terror and…
From the Literal Barrage Conceptual Series. With apologies to Jeff Goldstein for ganking his schtick. “Whoa, wrong meeting, I guess! So it’s pronounced ‘May-cha’, not ‘Mek-kah’, huh? Guess me and my 3XL Gundam shirt should vaminos, eh, muchachos?”
Or: How I Have Virtually Assured Myself Of The Irrelevance Of The Information Contained Herein By Merit Of Waiting Until A Full Two Weeks After Bride And Groom Returned From Their Honeymoon To Post This Drivel I am many things…