Rattlesnake Dreams

Debbie and I both dreamed about rattlesnakes last night. In my dream, one chased me as I was walking [home?] from [somewhere?] at [night?]. (I don’t always remember the details of my dreams with precise clarity.) Artist’s Rendering In a fit of terrified intrepidness, I jumped and grabbed a limb of a convenient live oak… Continue reading Rattlesnake Dreams

Spousal Challenge

Ladies, when it comes to manly things, don’t ever tell your husband that something he’s trying isn’t going to work. It’s like trying to teach a pig to dance. It never works, and it annoys the pig.  For example, don’t ever say something like this: “I don’t think you can get forty bags of mulch… Continue reading Spousal Challenge

Light Duty

Q: How many people does it take to change the light bulbs in the ceiling fan in my office? A: Just one, but he should have a robust vocabulary to cope with the task of guiding a large fragile glass dome with one hand in such a way as to align and maneuver said dome… Continue reading Light Duty

I. Must. Have. One.

My command of the English language fails me miserably as I contemplate how to describe the depth of desire I have for this. It’s not real, you say? Then, I command you, make it so! Source via TwistedSifter

Black Rings of Distraction

I had a big ol’ Random Thursday post ready to go, but at the last second I decided you were probably tired of that meaningless, Content Freeā„¢ junk, so I pulled the trigger on a project that’s been rattling around in my head for a while, ever since I ran across this website. It’s called… Continue reading Black Rings of Distraction

The Vanishing Fire Ant

Update (4/6/11) I submitted a request for a refund via CafePress’s website and within 15 minutes was notified by email that they were granting it. They also said I could keep the shirts. Apparently they don’t want Fire Ant-less shirts either. Anyway, the interesting thing was this statement by the customer service rep: “I have… Continue reading The Vanishing Fire Ant

Zombie Movie Posters

The dismayingly prolific Neatorama website has an e-commerce arm called, appropriately enough, the Neatoshop, and I just discovered that it has an entire section devoted to classic movie posters that have been reworked with a zombie theme. While I’m pretty sure you-know-who wouldn’t consent to my hanging any of these on our walls (she can… Continue reading Zombie Movie Posters

More Suspicious Gaddafi Sightings

Despite the mental and psychological similarities, and disregarding the proven fact that they’re never seen together, I’ve come to the conclusion that Charlie Sheen and Muammar Gaddafi are not the same person after all. But…Bob Dylan? Well, you tell me.

How cold is it…?

It’s so cold that I spotted this floating in the middle of our neighborhood pond earlier today: Now, that’s something you don’t see everyday. Where did all those ducks come from, anyway? [Tip of the ski cap to my buddy Jim for partial inspiration. Yeah, that’s right; I’m shifting the blame.]

Movie Night at La Casa

We were still fighting colds last night and we used that as an excuse to brew some Keurig coffee (Donut Shop Decaf for her; Caribou regular for me) and stream a couple of movies (Netflix via Apple TV, if you care about things like that. And you should. The technical details are crucial to the… Continue reading Movie Night at La Casa