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You Can See It Coming…

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In Which I Get Gas
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ZZZzzzz-wha? Huh?
In the past few days I have slept. I have slept so much that I have restored the energy I wasted (“wwaaaassssted…” she hissed for emphasis) on the Super-Secret-Oh-Yeah-You-Are-Dead-Sucker Project. I slept so much I was able to make a list of things to do. Before that, yes, I was too wiped out to even…
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Gary: Paranoid? You Decide.
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The Guster CD arrives!
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A Big Thank You To My Neighbors
Thank you to all the neighbors in my community and all the communities along the horizon for the amazing pyrotechnical displays this evening. Thank you for purchasing said fireworks at the entirely legal fireworks stands in our county OUTSIDE of Saint Louis. Thanks to all of you for acquiring your pyrotechnical licenses this year, because…
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In Which I Cower in Fear

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Stupid clients leaking over into other areas.
Stupid evil clients: Do not observe holidays.Do not observe weekends.Do not care that my marriage is sucking at a greater and greater velocity.Are inarticulate. Yeah, I said it, my marriage is sucking. Just for me, not for Gary, evidently. It should not be this hard after 22 years. I feel like we’ve been married two…
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Stupid clients.
