Fresh, Hot Wastes of Time

I’m sorry, but what a dumbass.
The Pillsbury Gasboy
Beatallica, ’specially for M.S.
Blow your mind… this is really freaking cool.
Home again, home again, jiggety jig. That’s one of the things my mother used to say, along with “Oh dad, poor Dad, Momma’s hung you in the cellar and I’m feeling so sad”. I never claimed [...]

Fun with Pong

This is a really interesting town. Where else can you walk down a street that’s 200 years old and within a block hear blues, Dixieland jazz, Vivaldi’s Four Seasons (Winter), and a lone trumpeter playing a slow, mournful rendition of Summertime (and the Livin’ is Easy)? Despite all the city’s charms, however, I’m [...]

Since some weenie was whining that there weren’t any links in my blog (duh, I’m on vacation, I have other stuff to do, apparently unlike said weenie who has no life), I’m staying up late just for him to find some links. I think the only thing that will help said weenie, however, was [...]

Today was such a lovely day that it was cliche. It was the kind of day that you could bottle up and sell for outrageous prices to deprived Yankees. It was sunny and mild, and we took the St. Charles Streetcar through the Garden District. That’s where all the old Victorian homes [...]

Welcome to my birthday. It doesn’t seem like a special day anymore, not like it did when I was a kid. Then, it would be weeks of build-up; first the potato chips would gradually have 5/23 as an expiration date, then it would be a real sign it was getting closer when that [...]

My, we’ve had a lazy day. Since we were up so remarkably late last night (for which I blame my husband for his 3 AM munchies), we slept in this morning and finally rolled out of bed around 1. Well, I rolled out of bed; hub lounged around and watched TV. We [...]

OMG, Ron Jeremy is on an infomercial pimping penis enlargement pills. That’s it, the world is officially coming to an end. Someone pass me the ice cream, I’m going all out for this one.
I just ate an $18 poboy from room service. Plus 19% tax, plus $2.50 delivery. Insane. But [...]

Hello, howaya, I’m tipsy. Greetings from Nawlins, where it’s against city code to be sober. We got here around 8:30 and spent a good 30 minutes talking to Bellman Earl, who was very nice but didn’t seem to understand that after the 5 hour drive, I had to pee! So here we [...]

Here we are on the road in Louisiana, just across Old Man River from Grosse Tete, which hub insists on pronouncing “gross teat”. He is calling me all sorts of bad names because I am blogging in the car. I am ubergeek, hear me roar.
We priests have a happy life! Join us!
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