Think I’ll bake some bread.


The last hard freeze is over. We’ll have a few cold days but the winter that wasn’t is rapidly coming into the rear view mirror. In the front window, however, are the links!


Hey, ghost of Marion Barry, hold my beer.


Have I mentioned that I’m tired of coronavirus?

What was that? Drugs just fell out of my ass?


Somebodies got some ‘splainin’ to do.


The kid probably stole his toilet paper supply to resell on the black market.


Can we get a SMOD over here?


A little Georgia Satellites tonight.