Category: daily drivel
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what then
I’m not sure I understand one of the arguments against the regulation of guns. Help me out here. I’ve read on teh intarwebs that The Most Holy Second Amendment says that we, the people, should all be allowed to have guns so we can shoot tyrants. Either my copy of the bill of rights is… Read.
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moon hoax not
Well, this is refreshing: “I don’t know whether or not they landed on the moon, but I know they couldn’t have faked it.” Read.
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worms
The worms are here! The worms are here! Ew. The worms are here. But the instructions that came with the worms say that these little guys will stay in the composter if I keep a light on, because electricity is magic. Also, warm. The blob of worms I got came rolled up in some peat… Read.
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apropo
After cleaning up the dirty dinner dishes, I threw a load of dirty clothes in the wash machine so I could feel at least twice as justified about heading for my basement lair where I was going to pass the better part of two hours playing with my toys. The wash machine finished the first… Read.
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tanks
I got very excited this morning about the little box on the computer screen beside the news article I was reading, headlined “World Of Tanks.” World Of Tanks! A video under the headline showed a whole mess o’ tanks racing back and forth across rocky terrain, blasting away at each other. Imagine my disappointment when… Read.
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smedley
There are lots of reasons I’d rather not argue about guns — excuse me, sorry, I didn’t mean to say “argue,” I meant to say “join the conversation about guns.” It’s not that I don’t like guns. I do. I’m a gadget geek all the way down to my bones. As far as I’m concerned,… Read.
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strange trophy
As far as I’m concerned, a house should look lived-in, and I consider it clean as long as I don’t stick to it and it doesn’t give me cholera. I can ignore the piles of clothes on the guest room bed because I know they’re all straight from the dryer and just waiting to be… Read.
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late christmas
There was a big pile of boxes on the front stoop when we got home yesterday after work. It’s Late Christmas! The postman is Santa Claus! The biggest box was for both of us. It was, believe it or not, a worm farm. We compost most of our kitchen scraps so that My Darling B… Read.
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bees tablet
My Darling B got a tablet for late Christmas. I got a worm farm. I guess we know who came out ahead in that deal. Actually, the worm farm is for both of us, inasmuch as it’s meant to dispose of all the kitchen scraps My Darling B leaves behind for me to clean up… Read.
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good on ya
For years, My Darling B has been She Who Trains Newbies in the DMV office she works in, but that was unofficial. She was good at it, so the powers that be assigned her the task more often than not. When the official job came open recently, she was a shoe-in for it. Even so,… Read.
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