Tuesday, January 29, 2008


Gmail, this time you've gone too far.

I know, it's damned hard to read. Allow me: There's a hyperlink entitled "UnfaithfulWife", to a website called "marriedbutplaying".

Fuck THAT.

And for the record, that was NOT inspired by the contents of my Inbox.



Thursday, January 17, 2008

That's My Woman


We'd been in the office for a while.

Suzanne left the room; I have no idea for what purpose. Shortly, I heard her talking nonsense to Pixie... a not uncommon occurrence.

She returned to the office. "You left a scary movie on the TV in there. Pixie was all curled up in a little ball* like she was scared...
so I turned it off

* also a not uncommon occurrence. See the picture?

** weese, please don't yell at me for leaving a TV on in an uninhabited room for a few short hours.


Sunday, January 13, 2008

Not A Bad Weekend

The leaves have been raked and bagged and, praise the little baby Jebus, there's still grass underneath.

There were nice payoffs for the effort.

The football was 3/4's excellent.

The food was phenomenal.

And the lapful of love was... perfect.

There can't ever be too many pics of our dogs, can there?


Thursday, January 10, 2008


W: I'm worried about this weekend's game.
S: Don't be. NO WAY are the Giants going to beat the 'Boys. They have too much talent.
W: Shit. Do you remember what Romo did at the end of last season?
S: What?
W: He choked like, like... like a Yankee.

*Thanks, Bent. I always LOVED that post. ;p