And now for something moderately different.
I’m working on a new calendar — which I doubt will be ready before New Year’s, but you guys are patient, right? You won’t be ruled by the calendar in … Continue reading
Nope, THIS is the worst pun.
I won’t give the name of the person reponsible, I’ll just say that *somebody* commented on Facebook about my family having a history with ‘deserts’, and instead of being a … Continue reading
With his trusty steed, Rosinante.
On a not-entirely-unrelated note, I need to watch that Quantum Leap episode where they perform Man of La Mancha again. Why doesn’t Scott Bakula sing more often, and how can … Continue reading
This may be the worst thing I’ve perpetrated upon you, my six readers. Sorry.
I couldn’t resist.
Same owl time, same owl channel.
This seemed like the right choice for a Friday post.
From all my favorite fuzzies! (And one squishy.)
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
One of us! One of us!
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
He should probably be wearing Uggs and drinking a pumpkin spice latte.
Who doesn’t love math jokes?
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
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