I have a systematic approach to avoiding complete madness from NPR Ladies based on stage-gate principles. If things seem like they're going well (and indeed they have been with the latest one), I stress test it. My first filter is WebDom and l0b0t- if she can deal...
Blah, blah, blah, Links.
So today, my next ex-girlfriend and I are going for a long walk along the waterfront and inevitable discussions, followed by a nice dinner. She has made only one slight political comment so far and dropped the subject completely, so it will be interesting to see if...
And once again, I call upon your creativity. And Links.
A mini-Jewsday. And Links as well.
It was a beautiful day in the Finger Lakes after a week of shit weather. One of the NPR Ladies of my acquaintance wanted to do some drinking, so I sez, "Why not?" I picked up a couple bottles from my favorite winery, then went to a new one which was having a grand...
Every once in a while, I try to live in the moment. But usually get interrupted by Links.
If you’re tired of hearing about my pathetic love life, just skip to the Links.
I need to talk to the Elders of Zion about this weather control thing. Links, meanwhile.
Until you’ve seen SugarFree laying in a puddle of vomit, you haven’t lived. The question remains, whose vomit was it?
I’m giving you all a challenge today…
Why do I keep doing this to myself? Just for amusing Links stories?
When Sloopy calls, I deliver… Links.
Overtaken by events. When men plan, God laughs.
I always wondered about the New York accent of a Kansas farmhand. But I don’t wonder about Links.
Sometimes entropy wins, both in politics and in day-to-day life. And so it is here, but with Links.
Who am I? What am I doing here? Oh… Links. That’s right. Links.
An ode to senility, copium, and incompetence. Yep, that’s Links in a nutshell.
Is it the creation of the Master Race? Is is weird Mendelian experiments? Is it Links?
Every once in a while, I travel for culture. Sometimes for spectacle, this time for Links.
Any second now… and while we’re waiting, Links.
Big doings here in Glibs’ Gulch. And my family is now larger. Step inside the Links to see.
It is not easy being me. Especially this morning. Here’s Links to prove it.
Bad things come in threes- maybe the news is the third? Read Links and judge for yourself.
Sometimes you get the bear, sometimes it gets you. Other times, it’s a deer. And Links.