A fluffy brown Newfoundland, half hidden by his own bulk and a flannel shirt hanging off a chair. He is splooted flat out, head down and panting but looking happy. His tongue is stuck so far out, it's flopped on the floor in front of him by at least an inch.
Someone got an extra long walk this morning.
It occurs to me that I still talk about shooting my children in the face with a bazooka now and then.
I've just gone and swapped mine off Unaffiliated. Thank you for the reminder!
Oh heck I hadn't heard about this one. Ugh.
"Old people trying to get into Heaven" so perfectly describes some of my family. The Cosby revelation stole a good chunk of my lexicon.
They're just as good live! They're such good performers.
At least Jackson Lamb is on the case? If he can be bothered?
A blessed Return of the Light to all!
Aaaaa noooooooo okay but I did find out that Sir Christopher Lee did a version and I accept that from him.
Everyone knows "Baby It's Cold Outside" is the worst Christmas song, but I want to submit "Little Drummer Boy" as the second worst.
You were not wrong! That thing flings itself down a slope of "holy crap" at an impressive velocity. It is also now one of MY all-time favorites.
Baby Steps is hilarious but if you have carpal tunnel / arthritis / tetchy hands, watch your playtime if you're using a console controller. Squeezing triggers for every step is a bottle of Aleve waiting to happen.
I am reading "The Sparrow" by Mary Doria Russell. It has sucked me in and doesn't want to let go. I have things to do and here I am, still reading.
It surprises me just how similar paramedic/EMT work is to waiting tables, on the back end of things.
A shaggy brown-haired Newfoundland dog in the snow. He has a blue gentle leader on. There is snow on his nose.
Happy dog on the season's first snow day! He was eating it.
I bought my child a two-record set of Bing Crosby Christmas songs for her record player. I don't know when I am anymore.
Hey, thank you for pointing this out. I registered as an Independent here so I could vote on the GOP primary ballots to help get the worst out. I didn't know about the caucusing. Time to swap my affiliation and learn about caucuses.
Said today: "I am the John Wick of urine sample providers." Anyway, if someone lost a kidney infection, I've found it. Please give identifying characteristics and I'll be glad to return it. (Or, yanno, the antibiotics I just got will handle it. WITH A PENCIL. Who the fuck can do that?)
My daughter works at a Starbucks (though no longer a unionized one, which I hope they'll fix). She's participated in strikes several other times and values everyone who doesn't cross the picket line. Please honor the employees who are trying to better their lives!
Sometimes the old ways are the good ways, yeah? Now and then, the trope is the perfect tool. Which is to say, YES YES YES I NEED THIS RIGHT NOW
I am a die-hard Dodgers fan and I want to say, I would have been thrilled if the Blue Jays won tonight. They did so well, and I was cheering all your victories, too!
FREDDIE!!!!!!!
The Dodgers will now hire a necromancer and locate Fernando Valenzuela's grave.
Omaha has a weirdly good ramen place. It's there, I promise!
I just juiced lemons by chucking them (quartered) into the stand mixer and my world is shook.
It rained a lot last night. On our walk this morning, we saw a metric crapton (precise scientific measurement) of earthworms on the sidewalks, plus a bunch of robins ready to do violence. It was an earthworm abattior. Which is, on reflection, the worst Earthworm Jim fanfic ever.
Also on Adventures in Mundanity: Went to the store for Tabasco. Overheard a lady complaining she couldn't find the Tabasco. Located the Tabasco an aisle over. Chased down the other lady to tell her Tabasco was in Aisle 18. Received her spare $1 off coupon for Tabasco. Received Tabasco karma.
Sock Warranty Update:
Warranty return approved! I now have a code to buy myself a brand new pair of socks to replace my worn-out ones. Thanks to Darn Tough Socks for being awesome!
My dog just made a small child question the entire taxonomy of Canidae.
Also, I need to do something about my hair because the dye is super faded and getting it redone costs a ton. It may be time for, le gasp, dyeing it at home.
Also also, the library wait for The Tomb of Dragons is TEN WEEKS and I am DYING. (Not dyeing. My hair would look better.)