Our university is sponsoring an Election Night Watch Party this week. We were admonished in the invitation: The event is non-partisan, and a cordial and respectful place to watch the 2024 election results as they come in. There will be food, an electoral college map...
Nephilium’s loss, my gain. And Links.
The Old Man is suddenly falling apart. Back in the hospital this week, with a delightful case of pneumonia. Nonetheless, after they stuffed me with bronchodilators and antibiotics, he persisted, and I'm heading to Cleveland tonight so I can watch the Christians get...
…and second prize is TWO weeks in Philadelphia. Oh, and Links.
This week, it’s been a challenge just breathing. Blame Canada. And Links.
Brett had a bit of a run-in with some blue Curacao, so I am stepping over his prone, piss-stained form to stand in for Links.
I will not be the butt of humor. OK, maybe I will be, but I’ll object. Anyway, Links.
Almost alliterative. And Linky as Hell.
Could we finally be over winter here? Could I walk outside without frostbite? Is this too much to ask? Links included.
We had a lovely Daddy Daughter outing yesterday. Now that WebDom is of age, it involved alcohol rather than Barbie. Anyway, home today so… Links.
One of the side effects of being single and in my demographic is that females range from NPR Left to Far Left. Lesser of evils. But Links are not.
Life in a small town means hearing things I shouldn’t. I should hear Links, though.
The first actual spring weekend in our little corner of Paradise. But that was just a temporary distraction from the real task at hand, Links.
I survived and even got good stories out of it. But really, you’re here for the Links.
But the food isn’t as shitty. Not that this is a high bar, but still.
Sometimes travel is fun. Sometimes it isn’t. Links are often a bit of each.
I won First Prize, a weekend in Baltimore! Second Prize was two weekends in Baltimore. That said, Links.
Today is the biggest day of the year in our little town. And for a different sort of Links.
When there’s a delicious coating of chocolate but then inside is rotting tuna, that is not an unalloyed pleasure. With that metaphor, here’s the Links.
Hell Week, but it’s over. So here’s some Links.
I always like to embed a private joke somewhere in Links. But is that really necessary when everything in the news is a joke anyway?
Our culture is dead, but Links aren’t.
My success is your failure.
I am apparently Josef Mengele. That seems like a fitting theme to Links today, no?
Late night, so these Links may be a bit shaky.