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The economy’s taken a high-dive leap and is hurtling headlong– if you listen to some alarmists– into an infinity lava of depression. The current administration is talking about putting a ban on L’il Pepe. The half of a half percent of a quarter million dollar piece of equipment I bought seven months ago suddenly decided …
Last year, at about this time, we flipped Cache Valley the bird, packed up our bags and slammed the door in her cold, snowy face.
History is a total copycat, because we’re doing the same thing again. We just need some breathing room, that’s all. Ms. Valley can be a controlling, suffocating Hussey* in the wintertime.
Say …
Since all my “fans” (numbers are too much to even post, honestly) have been begging and calling my name, I will relent and post on the blog. I know it will be tough to get through my easy English, non-fancy words, and void-of-LOL humor. “Dan the man fans”– bare with me.
Now, on to …
I’m a baseball apologist. I’m also an old-timey mockery apologist… Which is probably why this Conan O’Brien skit, where he visits an “authentic 1800s baseball reenactment” had me laughing water out of my eyeballs. I’m pretty sure not many people will think this is as funny as it absolutely scientifically is, but the good stuff …
Posting as of late has been absolutely wretched. I’ve been busy with some work writing projects and things around here have been slow… resulting in a big fat lack of motivation to write.
Lady-Friend says I should post something– anything– up here for “people who are waiting for you to post”. I say there’s no such …
The Little Dude’s been on a roll lately. Unlike his Papa- who has unequivocally sucked at doing much of anything by way of posts.
Since I haven’t been doing much of anything around here, I’ll let Little Dude do it for me:
Most kids aren’t keen on bedtime. Joshua is definitely one of them. Sometimes he goes …
Liz’ Little Dude is a handsome character. He also poops a mean diaper.
UPDATED: I preferred the black and white– Lady Friend wanted the color. Since I’m bipartisan, I figured we could compromise.
Next time I hear someone complaining about how difficult jogging 26 miles was or how they ran, swam and biked their way to exhaustion, I’ll have one of two canned responses prepped and ready for them: A) “Wusschop” or B) “Pansy”*.
On the upside, Losing the A/B title and regaining tough-guy/gal cred is easy. All it …
Back in December, you’ll remember Mailbox and Frontier were involved in fisticuffs. Mailbox won. Frontier was sad.
A few weeks ago, however, thanks to the healing miracle of paintless dent repair (or PDR as the pros call it)– Frontier emerged from the garage with nary a dent in sight. Wounded pride now exists as nothing but …
You know what’s fun? Playing, that’s what. Not sissy ring-a-round-the-rosies or Easy-Bake oven playing . No– Cool playing; like explosions and ships and Legos and Star Wars guys. But you know what’s not fun? Going to bed.
So Joshua is in full-bore Star Wars playing mode: soundtrack, explosions, “Yessirs!” and “Yaaaaaaahs” when suddenly all the action-figure …
