Monthly Archives: September 2008

Let’s get down to brass tacks. How much for the ape?

Posted on September 30, 2008 by

Hi, hi. Everyone find your seats okay? Good. This is “wasting the precious few moments while the baby sleeps 101” and I’m doctor Kelly. How’s everyone doing today? I’m fucking exhausted. I slept for seven hours, but it wasn’t enough. … Continue reading →

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I was supposed to call this something and I forgot what it was (Sorry Danny)

Posted on September 29, 2008 by

Yeah yeah…it’s Monday. I got band practice, my boy is at daycare and I didn’t get home until 3 am because I worked last night. Rainy Mondays when you’re alone in the house are some of the lonliest days in … Continue reading →

Posted in junking. Yard saling. Ball sack flailing | 20 Comments

Yay!

Posted on September 26, 2008 by

Good morning everyone. It’s Friday, and WaMu has collapsed. Biggest bank failure, by far in the history of the US. Remember when a young, idealistic, beady eyed politician from Texas by way of Yale was first taking office eight years … Continue reading →

Posted in Boggle | 20 Comments

Clap your hands everybody, and everybody clap your hands

Posted on September 25, 2008 by

Guess what’s screaming. Go on, guess. Well, if you said my baby or my sense of outraged frustration at my ongoing existence, you’d be correct. Actually, he’s making the noise that my brain wants to make every day that I … Continue reading →

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Poosy, I’m home!

Posted on September 24, 2008 by

It’s Wednesday. My dad and stepmother are coming to town today to hang out with the baby. Pretty good stuff, I suppose. The day they leave (Saturday), my mom and stepdad show up, so this baby is really stepping raft … Continue reading →

Posted in Cal Penn | 16 Comments

Epic tales of adventure (all true)

Posted on September 23, 2008 by

When I was in high school I knew this dude who lived in the laundry room of his girlfriend’s apartment. He’d call me from the payphone in the parking lot nearby and I’d ‘come over’ to his place, which was … Continue reading →

Posted in Dildo Daggins and the one ring to rule them all | 12 Comments