Stripped from the bowels of my friends' Facebook posts and other insanity that comes out of my head

Thursday, December 24, 2015

Twas the Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the house
The pee pads were spread
because we have old dogs


Mom in her.... shorts
and Dad in his... shorts
were sweating to death because of stupid El Nino



When out in the yard there arose such a clatter...
Was it the broken down 4-runner, the RAV that needs new tires and the deadly recalled airbags, the washing machine, the fridge water dispenser???

Meh, whatever.

We have semi-healthy dogs, we're fine, and so life goes...


Merry Christmas to all and we hope we win Powerball.

Sunday, November 8, 2015

New Children's Book

I decided to write a children's book.

Not one of those pansy "... and they lived happily ever after" lies that paint the world into a rosy picture where bad things may happen, but in the end the good guy wins and life is beautiful.

I want to give kids a realistic idea of what it's like to grow up... and they need to just be a damn kid for as long as humanly possible because once you hit "that age" it's all over.

I'm calling it:


Here are some chapters:












Sunday, November 1, 2015

Just Getting...

Is this a Maryland thing or an all over the world thing?

You just get your coffee and you stop by to put some sugar in it, when someone else practically shoves you out of the way and says:

"Excuse me, I'm just getting sugar (or cream or a napkin or whatever)"

What?  Like I'm just standing there for no reason whatsoever???


Saturday, October 3, 2015

Kitchen Tip #5,694


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Friday, September 25, 2015

Shirt Tags

Are annoying.

It's not bad enough that they put them on the neck area to stab and rub your skin every time you move, but now they put washing instructions near the waistline, to rub and stab your skin there.

So, you cut them off... but there's always a small shard of label left, so you try to trim that down, but there's always something stabbing you... until...


Be Prepared