Not the weirdest, but definitely memorable.

That’s a deep mother fucking hole.

They use the side of my house as their own auto repair shop.

I’m not stopping, though, just sick of it.

It wasn’t my idea.

So, much New Old Stock, I don’t know why they aren’t trying to sell it on eBay.

The ad said they had completely different stuff from the last sale, and they weren’t kidding.

You don’t even understand what a welcomed surprise this was.

This weekend was a total blur.

That’s how my insides feel.

Why doesn’t graduation season get it’s own color scheme?

I started replacing the walkway out back today. It had deteriorated to a point that it was both inconvenient and dangerous. Replacing it has been on my list for some time, but it has been a low priority. It got moved up, though, because we have people coming to visit in less than a month, […]

I realize there are two assumptions implicit in that title. 1. Year round Xmas lights are a thing anywhere outside my city, and 2. Anyone reads my blog.

Mother’s Fucking Day? We’ll figure it out.

Punk.

Fuck the baby! I need me some barbecue!

April has been such an awful month for so many years that I’ve come to expect trouble every Spring, but we made it through this year unscathed!

His dinosaur ass just hanging out, peeping into my kitchen.

There was a riot on the streets.

And it’s not even my birthday or Christmas or anything.

I just don’t even know what to say about it.

Will they buzz my head, or is it a grade level crossing? I need a bit more information here, they didn’t cover that one in driver’s ed.