Category: Weekend

We are still chilly sometimes! And it’s the middle of June!

I noted this particular exchange with Maribou who told me “that sounds like Beckett.”

I don’t know about you but I always preferred “I’m Eighteen” over “School’s Out”.

Wandering through the first of the Three Gates of Summer

The time has come to stop eating hot desserts and to start eating cold ones.

Lileks said something to the effect of “A good thunderstorm should sound like Beethoven after a couple glasses of wine.”

It’s time to put away the winter stuff and bring out the summer stuff.

It’s nice to be able to sleep.

Maribou gets back on Monday. Which is good.

Getting sick sucks.

We had a snowstorm. Two of them, actually.

This is it. The granddaddy of them all.

Alice is a few teeth lighter

We’re going to try.

Cooking for the Family Dinner.
Springing Forward.

Enjoy your hour while you can.

“We were driving around with the windows down on Tuesday!”, I yelled, as we drove slowly through an inch of snow.

As nice as it is to do something, it’s kinda nice to do nothing.

One of my buddies turned 40 four or five months ago. We’re celebrating this weekend.

The joys of flying.