Month: January 2010
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Bonky Moon
Ladies and gentlemen, may I present the Secretary General of the United Nations, Mister Bonky Moon! We’ve called him Bonkers ever since he came home with us, but you know how it is: You get bored with saying the same thing over and over, or he does something really crazy … actually, that’s how we… Read.
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great googly moogly!
Although I would love nothing more than to apply for this internship so I could sit around in my socks all day living the science-fiction porn fantasy that’s been playing in my head since I was a teenager (did that conjure up mental images you never wanted in your head? You’re welcome), I don’t think… Read.
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hoppy day
I’m enjoying a delicious bottle of Hopslam from Bell’s Brewing in Michigan. Truly scrumptious. My Darling B uses different words to describe it. If memory serves, she the words were, and I quote, “cat urine.” I’ll probably have to brush my teeth, tongue and uvula if I want a good-night smooch tonight. Read.
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pants pants pants squirrel!
Well, I did it again. I washed my pants last night and forgot to put them in the dryer this morning after I finished setting up the coffee pot. The whole time I’m in the shower I’m thinking to myself, “Pants in the dryer, pants in the dryer…,” and the whole time I’m drying myself… Read.
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caved
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fiat lux
Demolition is complete. Now begins reconstruction. Locked in the grip of this jerry-rigged vise is the base of a lamp we bought at auction some weeks ago. It’s actually carved from two pieces of wood somebody, a long time ago, tried to glue together with a tar-like, probably asbestos-based adhesive and, when that didn’t work,… Read.
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brasswork
Who would look at a nifty brass light fixture like this one and think, “You know, what would really make that look better is an uneven coat of crap-colored spray paint. And I just happen to have a can in the basement!” My Darling B got this for me at the last auction we went… Read.
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wingnut
One of the really great things about my job in the military was that they sent me back to tech school every once in a while, which might sound like a drag to you, but I promise it’s not. Here, for instance, is a photo from the first time they sent me to tech school.… Read.
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nasal astronaut
Yes, that’s a posable astronaut doll and he is picking my nose. The only explanation I can offer is that, when our family packed up our truck-top camper every Christmas to leave the frozen north on our annual vacation to southern climes, my brother and I would ride in the part of the camper over… Read.
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power tools
I’ll be using many sharp-edged power tools all afternoon. I started out with all ten fingers. I’m always amazed when I finish with all ten after repeated use of power saws, power drills, routers, and all kinds of whirling dervishes that could snatch away a digit so fast I wouldn’t even see it happen. I… Read.
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