Theoretical Librarian
And here’s one for the Old School folks: Jean Marsh with a raygun. “Your Upstairs ’bout to be your Downstairs, bee-otch!” Cuz that’s how Jean rolls. Bad ass. Continue reading
Category Archives: DogBlog
Do Not Hump the Giant Lawn Dart
I have an exciting day ahead of me, work around the house fixing broken stuff, grocery shopping, and cleaning the turtle $@!% out of the turtle tank filter. Don’t know which is the most glamorous task, but they’re all the kind of thing that make my life a dynamic, non-stop party that millions envy. Continue reading
Jinkies!
Every time I watch Space Mutiny, it goes higher on my list of all-time MST3K greats. The wonderful two-stroke vehicle chases. If I could write a scene that hilarious, I would be P. G. @#$%ing Wodehouse and all three important Marx Bros. Continue reading
Forget It, Tad — It’s Fridaytown
Thank God for, as I posted earlier, the glow of work accomplished. Because a few seconds later, someone on the internet mentioned pie. I don’t blame them. It’s a good subject. But pie was mentioned and I remembered there was strawberry-rhubarb pie in the refrigerator. So I went there. And pie there was none. I suspect the teenaged boy has inhaled it. And now I cling to life and hope as best I can, because my world is dark and pieless. Continue reading
The Evil One
My favorite thing to tell an angry child: “No, no, sweetie, we weren’t laughing at you — we were laughing ABOUT you.” My children refer to me only as “The Evil One”, and always in hushed tones. I like that. Continue reading
Not On This Plantation, Mister
The cat has had far more lap time than he has earned, which is zero, so he has no right to complain when I get up. Continue reading