Category: In Which We Mock the Queen Mother

So, Gary and I watched South Park this past Wednesday, waiting for them to bring the funny. No funny. Also no Cartman, no Kenny, no Kyle, no Stan, no Butters, no Timmy (“TimmmMAAHHH!”), and again, no funny. Oprah’s vagina holding a gun. But no funny was brought. I turned to Gary and said “Is this…

My uncle Jack died and I went to the visitation today. Jack was my Dad’s brother, and therefore my step-uncle. It’s a little complicated: I consider Dan (my stepfather) to be my Dad, my step-grandmother my grandma, but Jack is my step-uncle. Since Dad died seventeen years ago, we haven’t heard much from that side…