I’m not much more than an interpreter, and not very good at telling stories.
The Boy and I embrace our inner nerds and head to Houston for quite possibly the coolest event this side of the Outer Rim.
The Boy and I embrace our inner nerds and head to Houston for quite possibly the coolest event this side of the Outer Rim.
Hey, remember when I went to Milwaukee? You should, because I told you that I was going. Your recollection, however, should be very vague because I never told anything about it. If you have detailed memories about my trip, I’m sorry: you’re crazy.
Stop me if you’re heard this one before – I promised something concerning this blog and won’t be able to follow through. Here’s version #4,287 of the “I’m sorry” post.
In this week’s WW, The Girl decides to get silly at the dinner table.
Here’s a quick look at what I was reading online from October 23rd to November 6th.
I found this while poking around the interwebz and thought I’d share it with you all. It should put in you in the proper state of mind for a Friday.
As usual, the best of intentions have been totally screwed up by the realities of adult life. The whole 8-to-5 work thing didn’t pan out yesterday and it’s not going to happen tonight either.
One of the many of things that happened whilst I wasn’t blogging was mankind’s annual celebration of sugar, dressing oddly and going door-to-door to bother people: Halloween!
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