Archive for May, 2010
Boys Are Loud
The little sprite, in spite of staying home with a sore throat, mustered strength enough to establish her resolve, should the boys chance stepping foot past the boundary lines of her domain. Tread lightly boys, and keep it down.
No Such Thing
Isn’t that beautiful? Ah, spring time in the Rockies and what all most of us know as wisdom enough to never turn your back on her. Her being Mother Nature, that is. According to the natives (and the Farmer’s Almanac), you never plant before May 10th. After that, however, you’re in the clear. Yeah, I don’t mean to be picky,
I Think I’m Going To Cry
Wisconsin Brie, crispy bacon, hash browns, and a fried egg atop French toast. What else is there to say? So there I was minding my own business when all off a sudden I realized bacon and eggs are for sissies. If it’s good with those, then it’s got to be better with brie, hash browns and French toast, right? WOULD YOU
Jackpot
So last week, Dentist Lady decided that The Princess of Light and Splendor had a bottom row of teeth mimicking a clown car. Meaning there was no way all those little pearly whites were were going to fit in that precious little muzzle. At least not without a crow bar. So Dentist Lady fit her out with those little rubber
Stuck
So, naturally, I set the can of paint on the top shelf in the refrigerator and closed the door. And forgot about it. For two days. And looked everywhere for it. There was touching up to be done, and I couldn’t find the little can. Or the brush. In the interim, I’d made several meals, opened and shut, moved this
“Hey dad…”
“…is this how you learn to shave?” “lol no, buddy, it’s n—” lol “…actually, yes. Yes, it is kiddo lol. Don’t forget to rinse out the sink”
From the Archives: Turnabout Is Fairplay
Never let it be said that I’ll ask of anyone else anything I wouldn’t want asked of me. So, dredged up from the archives is the interview I submitted myself to and the answers, uncut and (mostly) uncensored. And though this is technically an interview and belongs in the WiP Mic section, I’m putting it up here because it made
Space and Time
That small pewter desk lamp weighs about 15 pounds and surprises me with its deceiving heft every time I move it. I mention it because you could say the remodel of my studio started the day I purchased it several years back. I had a Someday in mind. It’s been very out of place for a long time, waiting for
