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23 11, 2023

The Year of the Bath Towels

2023-11-24T11:07:57-08:00

It's a beautiful Thanksgiving morning here in Glassland: The sky is blue blue blue, cloud wisps streaking past like they have someplace to be. The air is cold and clear and the turkey went in at 8:30. As planned. Mom's doing stuffing and pies, Suzi's family is making rolls and sides, Becky, who already sent her Thanksgiving good wishes, will [...]

The Year of the Bath Towels2023-11-24T11:07:57-08:00
23 12, 2019

Six rules of puppymonster management

2020-05-11T09:26:18-07:00

Grizzlebear, trying to blend in with the winter grass We've had Grizz for one week, and he's learned a lot. I've learned more, given that this is my first genuine puppy (the few dogs I've had were adult rescues, so I've never really dealt with puppymonsters before). I've got a few tips for anyone considering the acquisition of [...]

Six rules of puppymonster management2020-05-11T09:26:18-07:00
16 08, 2019

Sushi on the hoof: The tuna trip

2019-08-16T13:49:44-07:00

OK, so this week's tuna fishing expedition wasn't nearly the Freddy Kreuger-style bloodbath I feared. In fact, it was kinda glorious. Turns out that the Wilderness and I are best buds if it improves the quality of my grub... and tuna "loins"* are about as improving as grub gets. The Resident Carpenter and I set out for Depoe [...]

Sushi on the hoof: The tuna trip2019-08-16T13:49:44-07:00
15 08, 2019

Tuna fish, tuna fish, sing a song of tuna fish

2019-08-16T15:59:10-07:00

Tuna fish, tuna fish, sing a song of tuna fish Tuna fish, tuna fish, it's a favorite dish Everybody loves it so, from New York to Kokomo Tuna fish, tuna fish, it's a favorite dish (From my first piano lesson songbook) Tomorrow we will find ourselves a seasickeningly 45 miles out in a thousand-foot-deep ocean, looking for tuna. Somebody explain [...]

Tuna fish, tuna fish, sing a song of tuna fish2019-08-16T15:59:10-07:00
13 02, 2019

Cookie karma

2019-02-13T19:33:04-08:00

Some of us are born just absolutely stuffed to the gills with winkarma. The rest of us get it doled out out by the God of Adventure, who is one stingy bastard. I used up my winkarma allocation decades ago, on a box of cookies.

Cookie karma2019-02-13T19:33:04-08:00
17 10, 2018

William the Conqueror-squirrel comes a-fostering

2020-11-24T09:02:19-08:00

William the Conqueror-squirrel is now part of a household already enriched by Lola, Nikki, The Resident Carpenter, about a million saltwater denizens of the deep, assorted garden vegetables, and a number of wild critters living (only, I hope) in the backyard. This is the story of a squirrel orphan being rehabbed to the wilderness.

William the Conqueror-squirrel comes a-fostering2020-11-24T09:02:19-08:00
10 08, 2017

So how did you break your leg?

2020-10-06T11:14:52-07:00

A nanosecond between me and death, but I never paused: I leapt from that window like a deranged chimpanezee, smartcard clenched between my teeth, reaching reaching reaching for the strut of the helicopter and climbing inside. "Arrrrgh!" yelled Mr. Big's frustrated henchman, hurling manhole covers after me. One struck my knee as I shoved the dead pilot aside and took [...]

So how did you break your leg?2020-10-06T11:14:52-07:00
29 07, 2017

Age-ida

2020-05-05T12:56:01-07:00

"Dang it," said my sister* crossly, "I HATE flabby earlobes." I looked up in mild surprise. "Flabby what?" "Earlobes. You know how your earlobes get all flabby when you get older? Like empty, saggy bags that you could roll up and pin out of the way?" "Nope," I said, a tad indignantly, "I haven't noticed anything like that!" "May I [...]

Age-ida2020-05-05T12:56:01-07:00
29 07, 2017

Home, home on MY range…

2023-11-24T15:10:14-08:00

Would everyone whose genomes do not contain exactly 46 chromosomes please vacate the premises immediately? This means YOU, antmind. Feathered friends. Cute li'l gophers and raccoons. Eight-legged buddies. Numerous insectivorous pests munching in the garden, chewing on my books and masticating in my closet. Mother Nature and I haven't always seen eye to eye, but this is getting ridiculous. A [...]

Home, home on MY range…2023-11-24T15:10:14-08:00
17 05, 2017

Toothmarks in the fruitbowl

2020-05-05T12:56:23-07:00

Found large, rodent-shaped toothmarks on apples in the fruit bowl on Mom's kitchen counter, with a trail of knocked-over orchids, the paper towel holder, a few glasses... I'd seen a squirrel at the kitchen windows the day before, leaping at the screens in a desperate bid to get in, and occasionally some odd scuffling noises on the roof. Absent any evidence of [...]

Toothmarks in the fruitbowl2020-05-05T12:56:23-07:00
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