Fittingly, the end of November and the beginning of December meant a lake-effect enhanced snow, and we got it good and hard. Fortunately, I wasn't relying on airports, and for all their faults, the local governments here do a pretty good job of getting the snow off...
Wherein we pay for our sins of the weekend. And repent of the Links.
It will be a full day today. Besides football, dinner with WebDom and 10b0t, a rapidly growing fetus, and six large and energetic dogs. There's fresh snow on the ground. Annoyingly, both NPR ladies have family Thanksgiving obligations, so it will be a quiet night for...
I have my ups and my downs. Today is a down, but Links can always cheer me… wait, no, it’s the opposite. Never mind.
I managed to step on a landmine of academic politics. Shrapnel and my scattered flesh. But nonetheless, there’s still Links today.
Pussies here are all scared of a little cold and ice. I keep toasty warm by cranking out Links.
Brevity is oft the soul of wit. Links are oft the toilet of my imagination.
I'm normally a pretty cheerful person, but today I'm not. Soutine captures my mood. Sorry, I like doing the funny little slice of life, I'm just not feeling funny. I guess I can celebrate birthdays, including that of the greatest of the Founding Fathers, the shithead...
Life on campus takes some odd turns. Then again, Links can be pretty odd. Come in and find out for yourself.
I spent most of yesterday working on recycling. The spirit continues, but these are actually virgin Links.
I do love me a challenge. And Links.
Nothing interesting is happening to me. It’s the middle of the month. There ya go. Links.
I may be pregnant. Links are safe, though.
In which the Old Man starts his work training in Safe Spaces. This episode: Queer Vocabulary.
Look on the back of my neck for a leaf. And the husk of my pod.
It’s been a long time since someone called me “Pal.” And after these links, it may be a lot longer.
Not my usual, but sometimes it needs to be done.
Thank Yahweh 2022 is over. Now we have a fresh, clean new year to fuck up. Here’s some Links to set the tone.
While Spud and I start whipping food together for tonight, y’all can relax and chow down on some Links.
They sent out the Jew today to bring tidings of somewhat mixed joy. aka Links.
This time of year, I like to point at goyim and laugh. But before I do that, let’s do Links.
Well, this was unexpected. But there’s some Links anyway.
Symbolism is more important than reality. And Links are more important than… oh wait, they’re not important. But here they are anyway.
Much glass melted, much furnace sweat, much concert, much muchness, and now, much Links.
Big project reaching climax. I’m shutting my eyes. After doing Links, of course.