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Monthly Archives: May 2012
Curmudgeon Compound has an impressive TV antenna which came with the place. I never hooked it up because fuck television! I’m lazy. The past few mornings a woodpecker has been earnestly hammering away at the tall metal support pole. I’ve … Continue reading
I believe I have participated in roughly 10,000 conversations exactly like this one. Continue reading
From House of Eratosthenes this is just beautiful:
Delightful mayhem from Dead Man Dance: *Around 1:30 I thought “I’d never let my chainsaw get that sticky”. I’m just sayin’.
Our household is aggressively dangerously unforgivably literate. All through the house, words are disassembled, deconstructed, folded, spindled, mutilated, adored, trashed, preserved, deleted, savored, swigged, passed around like a joint in Phish concert, consumed like beer at a kegger, and inhaled in a way Bill Clinton denied. Scrabble is a contact sport. We alliterate even when the drapes aren’t drawn. Similes and metaphors are bounced off walls like free radicals in Ron Paul’s brain. Words are mixed in good ways and bad and (in my case) foreign ones are mispronounced with wild abandon. All words are welcome in our house. (I’m the only one who swears but I don’t fucking care if you disapprove.) Further, as you’ve no doubt noticed from reading my blog, I’m willing to walk around in public without using spell check. Continue reading
I had the radio on while I was… forgive me John Galt… working my ass off. To my dismay the hippie banjo folk music I’d been grooving on gave way to hand wringing “news/tainment”. Damn it! Someday I’ll get decent … Continue reading