My health has taken a bad turn. Nasty ass flu which has me fatigued, coughing, diarrhea (I do not recommend that combination), fever... but bless the amazing Kaiser who has stayed by my side and tried comforting and guarding. A pediatrician friend made some...
I get reminded of my Hell is other people. And Links just proves it.
I had two possible paths to my next ex-girlfriend. So the voting among my friends and the Zoomers was in, and my choice has been made. I'm heading to NYC today to meet up with the "winner," which term I use loosely. NOT AN NPR LADY, so worth the ridiculous drive....
It’s Saturday morning. Good cartoon shows are a thing of the past, so may as well read Links.
GodDAMN, I love feeling the tickle of Fall weather again. And Links, of course.
Yeah, yeah, it’s an anniversary. But more importantly, as of this past Tuesday, it’s 5782! And Links.
Well, looking around me, I know. But sometimes…. anyway, an anecdote before Links.
Which is better than my usual box of rocks. Anyway… Links.
I’m fucking exhausted. Too old for this shit. But not too old to do Links!
I’ve become a kapo in the service of profit. Well, fuck it, here’s Links.
We may still be living out of boxes, but we’re not living IN them. So we got that goin’ for us. Which is nice. Oh, and Links.
We may be way out in the rurals, but we’re still Linkin’.
I’m a rural New Yorker now, which is rural AND New Yorker. So I drink my Genesee beer with my pinkie in the air while I put together… Links.
After two weeks absence, I return with… Links. New location, but same lame jokes.
SP is on her way back. Now it’s time for me to frantically hide the accidentally deceased hookers, used condoms, credit card receipts, and empty glassine envelopes. Oh and do Links.
Is our ordeal buying a house and moving over yet? Hah! But Links still go on.
Yee-haw! We’s gonna have us some Links!
They’re not quite legit, but they ARE Links.
I just love alliteration. And Links, of course.
I am trying, dear Lord, I am, to maintain a positive attitude. Links do not help.
I will show you fear in a handful of dust. And Links.
The Right of Return manifests with (((me))) doing morning Links again.
The worst thing about three day weekends is that just as you’re getting into it, it’s over. Links, however, never rest.
Wherein we celebrate unyoking ourselves from a King with arbitrary power. But unfortunately… well, here’s some Links with the results.
We have entered monsoon season here, the time of year when it’s not a dry heat. Here’s some Links calculated to give you the dry heaves.