"Inconceivable!" Thanks to Brett for covering for me yesterday- Prime had a conference in Rochester, so we took the opportunity to have me come up and meet the oldest of her kids, who lives there. And she's a delightful young woman (as is her girlfriend), but I was...
Is that a Hitler salute? The downside of my little excursion to drink multiple top shelf brown spirits is the effect it had on my non-acclimated body. At least that's what I'm blaming. Prime came through unscathed, slept solidly, no doubt due to her Irish genetics. I...
It's a big day here in Glibs Gulch- our little cafe got its first deep fryer. Now we can supply drunk and stoned college kids with far less healthy food than we previously offered. Everyone asked for salads and wraps, nobody bought them. Economics being the effect of...
"What you talkin' 'bout, Willis?" Prime, being of Irish heritage, was out with her clan yesterday instead of being stuck with a sober Jew. So I missed out on that chunk o' fun and the inevitable bar fights. Instead, I stayed home and spent my Saturday working on a...
Perfecting his JD Vance side-eye. Could it possibly be? The accumulated snow and ice has disappeared, the temperatures got far enough above freezing to have me ditch my heavy coats, a few sprigs of asparagus are starting to poke out of my patch, and ramps have been...
Practicing for my Easter impressions. I'll be a bit scarce; Prime and I are spending a weekend near Niagara On The Lake and I'll have more pressing things to do than comment about the latest hilarity from Washington. Poor thing, she's going to get the full Stooges...
Clearly it's not Banjos doing the Morning Links today. I'm much taller. Life in Glibs' Gulch continues apace. Our little café is open irregular hours because of a massive lack of labor, WebDom and 10b0t are the most tired-looking people you can imagine, and I spend...
Big opening day yesterday at our little family business. Despite a few glitches attributable to the first day for most of the staff, people seemed extremely happy that we were back. I babysat The Youngest Glib at a table off to the side. He mostly slept, but when he...
We’re back! And so are Links.
We’re inundated with Global Warming. But my fingers are unfrozen enough to type out Links.
It’s fun sitting at the feet of a master and absorbing wisdom. In this case, the Count of Cracks. I held together enough to bring you Links.
The newest Glib doing his Edward G. Robinson face. It's been an eventful week. I became a grand-dad, our little shop passed health inspection, we had massive snowfall, I spent some time in Prime pursuit, and our university went into a panic ("If you are approached by...
There’ll be one child born in this world to carry on.
I have pizza dough in the fridge undergoing autolyse. I have a bottle of red standing up and a bottle of white chilling. Spud, 10b0t, and I have various other distractions as well. Prime declined to come down, saying, "You guys go have your cute little bromance day,...
Everything is better with monke. Including Links.
The Banjos Sloopy clan is off, and Links dropped on me during a depression. So I’m taking it out on you people.
Not the same without Lamar. But I’ll make do with some pizza, some wine, and some Links.
Maybe this weekend will be better than the last. Certainly there’s not much to cheer about- Links are proof.
It’s the big day today. And if Lamar doesn’t come out on top, you’ll read about me in Links tomorrow.
Wow, the front page excerpt this works again, which is more than you can say about me. Or Links.
Well, that went about as well as could be expected. And I enjoyed a bottle of a nice off-dry Rkatsiteli paired with Brie en croute through the game, then a shot of a huckleberry cream liqueur (gift from the formidable Riven) before bed. This was a great deal of...
Tonight is exciting and melancholy at once. Exciting because I couldn't pick a better matchup for the playoffs than Ravens/Steelers, who have had a decades-long blood feud. And I have a new very high end surround audio system set up in my TV room. Melancholy because...
Unexpectedly, my beloved Ravens took the AFC North title. Suck it, Steelers. Mediocre game by Jackson or it would have been a 50 point win instead of a 25 point margin. Game highlight was the interception by Michael Pierce, which was like watching Butterbean in the...
No, despite the unrelenting snowfall (we have over a foot on the ground at the moment), the electricity has been fine here in Glibs Gulch. But I am foregoing a date with Prime in order to watch the debacle in Baltimore on TV (NB: Prime made it past the Spud filter,...
OK, maybe we shouldn't have had that last bottle. I mean, sometimes I have to recognize the passage of years and my less-than-optimal condition. But that just didn't enter the picture when the corks started popping and the bottomless glasses started filling. And now,...