This seemed like the right choice for a Friday post.
In which Neurotic Owl is too polite to take the last piece of pie: I’m taking tomorrow off, so here’s a nice big one to tide you over. Thanksgiving is … Continue reading
It’s hard to see, because everything is a black line and I forgot that I have silver Sharpies, but he’s playing the triangle. It was that or a comb and … Continue reading
Speaking of which, have we all read this? I found it as a kid in one of my dad’s books (possibly a Frederick Pohl? Maybe?) and I’ve never stopped finding … Continue reading
Not entirely coincidentally, I’m theoretically over my stupid damn cold, but the occasional cough and head full of mucous are going nowhere. You are not welcome here, snot fairy. Take … Continue reading
This may require moderate explanation. Basically, anyone who’s done a modicum of modern dance will be familiar with the Martha Graham hand position – cupped palm, pulled back at the … Continue reading
There was a logic chain here, but I can’t remember where it started — I just know that it ended with my requesting unicorns riding sharks, and then somebody (I … Continue reading