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Let the Fun Begin!
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Brush with Greatness

I was stone dead asleep early this evening when Gary woke me up, screaming something about football history being made. Evidently, there was an important game on. I didn’t care, I don’t follow football, but I like watching Gary watch football. Plus, the halftime show with Marshall Faulk brought back fond memories for me. To…
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Dueling ‘Tudes
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In Which My Brother-in-Law Almost Gets It
All I know is we were putting gifts in piles on Christmas Eve. I was at the in-laws with the whole (Christmas-observing) crowd: Gary, Karen, Karen’s husband (Mr. Wonderful), Ken, Wilma, me. As I bent over my pile, there were footsteps behind me. The last thing I heard was Karen bossing her husband, demanding he…
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UPDATED: Shake It Like a Polaroid

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The Haul

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Thoughts After Ones Third Straight Viewing of ‘A Christmas Story’
Wilma and Ken saw A Christmas Story last year, hated it, said they were bored, turned it off. This year, Karen said ‘I hate that movie. It’s stupid.” (Karen also asked me not to remind her of anything embarrassing; if she’s forgotten catching me “naked” there’s a reason why.) Last year I clutched my head…
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Huh. A Question Wikipedia Can’t Answer?
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In Your Face Food

Soon, we will plunge our faces into the official Christmas food. I am particularly prepared for this, having followed the post-pancreas low-fat diet faithfully. I heard recently that “ham” is typical Christmas food. I never had ham for Christmas. (Mom will correct me, I’m sure.) I know we had a Breakfast smörgåsbord that was delicious.…
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Everybody do the Flagrante Delicto
