They’re Grrrrrreat! (?)

Take the Corporate Mascot Test at Willaston’s Lounge!
These freaking tests are getting demoralizing. And I should be completing my final paperwork so I can go the hell home.
Take the Corporate Mascot Test at Willaston’s Lounge!
These freaking tests are getting demoralizing. And I should be completing my final paperwork so I can go the hell home.
Has the Prof read my journal yet, I’m asked. He has, at least as far back as the beginning of the year (don’t know if he’s made it further yet or not). He particularly liked the entry with the sequence where Clueless Wonder finally came off his diet and Warrier Princess tried to steal some…
“If toast always lands butter-side down, and cats always land on their feet, what happens if you strap toast on the back of a cat and drop it?” -Steven Wright Kibbles ‘n Bits it ain’t, but the beads sure are little itty bitty things. Satan’s Little Fart Cloud’s new medication requires that I open up…
I have heretofore liked to think that I’m a big proponent of “I may not like what you have to say, but I’ll defend to my death your right to say it”. Recently I’ve been given cause to think more deeply about that sentiment. Do I defend to the death your right to make religious,…
The Professor is close to “normalizing” his sleep schedule. Tonight he should be going to bed around 7:00. Which means he’ll be getting up early tomorrow morning, rather than late in the day. We’ll actually be able to do a day trip on Saturday, complete with an early start. I thought I’d show him some…
Amazing how one thing leads to another, isn’t it? I did a web search to find some pictures of fried marbles/fried marble jewelry, and came across this blog entry: FuzzyButter, April 27, 2009 It’s black and white and a little grainy, but that could have been the same magazine my mom worked from when she…
Meet Indiana. He’s my new foster. He’s young, he’s friendly, he mugs for the camera, and he loves laser dot. And ladies, he’s single and available.