Groundhog Day
Sadly, his last words were “six more weeks…”… Read more
Sadly, his last words were “six more weeks…”… Read more
Me and the boy made what I think we’ll wind up calling Boys’ Night Lasagna tonight. We started with what seemed like a perfectly reasonable recipe. I realized I’d have to make Ingenious Substitutions for some ingredients. We also decided along the way that it needed the kitchen sink and more cowbell, and that we were going to take the wrong turn at Albuquerque.
His mother’s either going to love us or she’s going to kill us both in our sleep. Either way, we’ve gotta heap of homemade lasagna.… Read more
I went to the store to grab a sack of cat food on the way home from work, because I didn’t want to be making that trip tonight as more, ahem, well-lubricated drivers hit the roads. 2013 has taken so many potshots at me that, in these waning hours of this accursed year, it’s almost easy to see where the next shot would come from. I carried my sack of cat food up to the register, and didn’t notice until handing it over to the hapless register guy who scanned it that there was a split in the side. A comet tail of cat food poured out of the little hole. The following conversation ensued, during which I kept my face as straight as possible.
I should point out that, by now, he was looking at me like I’d just grown both a third and fourth nostril right in front of him. Earlier that same day in Gotham City while I was leaving work:
Farewell, 2013. You took your best shot(s). I STILL WIN.… Read more
Boy, am I glad this year’s about over. Angsty post warning.
Buddy, you don’t know the half of it. … Read more
It’s almost Christmas, the boy is on break, I’m mentally fried from this new job that I have, and mom is in a mood to blow things up. To help keep mom within the confines of the law, and to assist her in the blowing up of things, we all piled into the vehiclemobile and set out to conquer a place we haven’t visited in far too long – Arkadia Retrocade!
Seven years ago, this klutzy kitten wandered into the yard, and to the amazement of all involved, Xena didn’t chase him away.
Later that day, completely unrelated to the arrival of the cat, terrible things happened. We had a vacancy. Obi braved the skeptical black cat and stepped into the breach. … Read more
What, you thought Kasatochi was done? Naaaaaaah! I wasn’t originally planning to do a Kasatochi Christmas album, but after the recent computer-death-and-rebuild, I wanted to make sure I’d installed all of my audio and music software to my satisfaction, so I cranked out a longer-than-I-originally-envisioned (that’s what she said!) collection of chip-tune-ified Christmas favorites for your free downloading pleasure – a little present, you might say. … Read more
Every year our Christmas tree is covered with clear, shining evidence that everyone in this house marches to a different drummer, assuming that they don’t have an entirely different band playing in their heads. These are just a few examples…
Obi now holds the family record: he killed two mice in the house last night.
In somewhat more disturbing news, we had two mice in the house last night.… Read more
Just a reminder, it’s Friday the 13th. Here’s the black cat who crosses my path every day. Nothing but good luck. And good Puck.