Hey, let’s get serious for a moment … I’m not making shit – Kelly is. That’s right, even after spending a chilly evening freezing her tuckus off in a barn while HRH has her riding lessons, and here she is … Continue reading
The second part of this afternoon’s listening pleasures to guide me through my annual Holiday Meltdown at the dining room table and prevent me from totally losing my shit and end up mummifying one of the cats with Scotch tape, … Continue reading
The girls have left to do some Christmas shopping which gives me precious little time to get some holiday wrapping done on my lonesome, free to throw as many wrapping paper related fits as I want without fear of instant … Continue reading
I was supposed to take the kid out Christmas shopping this evening, however, Mother Nature had other ideas and more or less closed down the roads with ice and fuckin’ snow so, instead, we’re having breakfast for dinner and relaxing … Continue reading
Alright, so I’m getting some stuff done in the hopes that I might even be motivated afterwards to take my new mountain bike out for in inaugural spin around the neighborhood, so keeping this park of activity and alive is … Continue reading
Yup. That’s me this evening … Heroes don’t always wear capes. Anyway, my vinyl accompaniment this evening whilst I clean, peel, chop and boils the spuds* is this ‘At San Quentin‘ album by Johnny Cash. What makes this album so … Continue reading
Yup. You read that right. Me! In the garage … Working. Baiting rat stations to be exact. Sadly, this is how I’m spending my Sunday morning; preparing 15 plastic boxes with ample supplies of toxic rodent doom. Am I living … Continue reading
