I mentioned yesterday that with the New Year impending and our traditional festivities with family (now with WebDom, 10b0t, Spud, and the fetal Glib), I am forced to finally stop juggling and make a choice: NPR Lady 1 or NPR Lady 2 (affectionately known as "Retread")....
So many things happening here that it's hard to know where to start. First, both NPR Lady Prime and Retread are out of town visiting family, so I'm all alone here this weekend. This is probably not a bad thing. Second, the Dean called me into his office. "We will not...
Today is your lucky day: Old Man Links. Much going on here in Glibs Gulch, but I'm saving those tales for the weekend. Weekdays are serious. Just the news. Because I'm a serious guy. And speaking of luck, people lucky enough to be born on this date include a fellow...
Every once in a while, the results are worth the pain. Links are just pain, though.
The semester is over except for what the kids think is the most important part. But we all know that Links are the most important part.
You can fool some of the people all of the time, but I can’t fool anyone for long. But no foolin’, Links.
My mom is one of the few people who can call Joe Biden “Sonny boy.” Links are your chance to call him “Tard.”
A quick trip to a rat infested shithole is just what the doctor ordered. With a side of Links.
Well, Hot Dog Day was a resounding success, at least if you were a vendor of red plastic cups, aluminum cans, yellow police tape and New-York-State-approved cardboard junk food containers. I could hear music going and kids reveling at 3am, which is impressive to me....
It’s the biggest day of the year in our little hamlet. Which won’t stop Links.
What’s worse than thievery? Making the victim be an accomplice. Reading Links could qualify.
Just when I think things can’t get goofier… well, anyway, Links.
It’s coming! It’s coming! So are the Links.
He’s back and the sheep are frightened. But not of the Links.
Banjos is restringing. So I’m taking over Links temporarily.
It was inevitable. Just like Links.
“What the fuck is he talking about?” Clearly not Links.
Today we celebrate Artaxerxes, alcohol, naked woman, and Links.
Your people have your holidays, (((we))) have (((ours))). And I’m getting ready, but not neglecting…Links.
I managed to make yesterday more exciting than planned. But not more exciting than Links.
My students wanted to know if I'd cancel classes on Pi Day. I told them that would be irrational. I did expect them to arrange their desks in a circle, but that backfired when the students behind me started making funny noises, as in "fart under the arm" noises. I...
I’m back and so is my pile of work. But there’s Links for consolation.
Back from New Orleans with traces of my liver intact. And Links.
The Old Man and Tomb Raider head off today. But not before Links.
The students have poured out of here in droves. leaving me to do Links on my own.