This evening was loosely planned out. We (the collective we (when is ‘we’ not collective? I guess I meant extended.) – including Pistolette and hubby) have our old friends and progenitors of PizzaNight™ in town tomorrow, so I found myself with a free Friday night. And before she kills me with either her .50cal Desert… Continue reading Nothing is ever according to plan
Author: dubtea
NaBloPoMaybe
Do I enjoy writing (if you call this “writing”)? Kinda. Am I good at it? Not really. Is it horrible? See above answer. So, like most things productive, I’m usually inspired/quasi-driven by my good (and amazing!) friend Pistolette. I know I did this came “challenge” last year – successfully, I believe. Again, that was not… Continue reading NaBloPoMaybe
And there was much Rambling
Despite a run-in or two with the Po-Po which basically amounted to them telling us to get out of the way, Mardi Gras this year with my krewe – the St. Anthony Ramblers – was pretty smooth and a lot of fun. As usual the Panorama Brass Band was great, and everyone seemed to have… Continue reading And there was much Rambling
All over the goddamned place
So, I decided to make a quasi-random disc for the truck. I pulled it together by moving the scrollbar randomly up and down, and picking a song on the screen. Interesting mix: Q Lazzarus – Goodbye Horses Slayer – South Of Heaven David Bowie – New Killer Star Cannibal Corpse – Stripped, Raped And Strangled… Continue reading All over the goddamned place
Going Backwards to Move Forward
Who’s got two thumbs and can indicate that their motor vehicle is moving in reverse and is therefore eligible to acquire a tag that indicates that said motor vehicle abides by a baseline safety standard? This guy. The other week I got a ticket for making a proper stop at a stop sign. You know… Continue reading Going Backwards to Move Forward
#00FF00 Onions
So, I can safely add an item to my never-buying-again list: Green Onions. In January, I saw an article on Lifehacker (gorram I dig Lifehacker) on regrowing green onions with just a cup of water. Fast forward to a week ago and a rudimentary fridge cleaning. Bea was about to pitch some old green onions,… Continue reading #00FF00 Onions
Abita Amber in a Can!
Finally, Abita has come around to canning. Don’t get me wrong, there’s something I really like about the Abita bottles, but here’s why I’m happy they’re canning (in no particular order): Weight. That much glass vs. that little aluminum really adds up, especially when you want to stay mobile. And let’s face it, that’s often.… Continue reading Abita Amber in a Can!
Brace Yourselves. Mardi Gras is coming.
Thank you, Imminent Ned. I made the above image the other morning after seeing something similar on r/NewOrleans. Yes, Mardi Gras approaches (Holy Crap, Krewe du Vieux is Saturday!), and I’ve been immersing myself in Game of Thrones and work. And mead. I’ve almost finished book five of GoT, and I’ll never finish the mead… Continue reading Brace Yourselves. Mardi Gras is coming.
Creepin’ up to the highschool like a chester…
My friend Neil (@ntraft) currently has his instant messenger status as: “Dude, this van is like rolling probable cause.” I sent that along to the other bearded computer/bicycle/D&D nerd Will™* who actually has what would easily pass for a child molester van, and his response was equally good: “ha maybe one day i’ll paint it… Continue reading Creepin’ up to the highschool like a chester…
You know what else comes in twos?
Dog vomit. I’m not kidding. Almost every time I’ve cleaned up dog puke, the dog has done it twice, and usually inside a span of a minute or two. Indy just threw up, and it was entirely bile. Every last ounce was bile, except for an almost-new Heartgard tablet: Now, to some of you,… Continue reading You know what else comes in twos?