Right about this time 2 years ago, I did a very smart thing. Bea and I are currently celebrating in our own unique ways. This post has been pre-written and set up to auto-post at this time, as I am currently hosting a D&D game at my house, and Bea is at roller-derby practice as… Continue reading Bananaversary!
I’m not gonna lie, I like commas. I’m also a fan of the semi-colon; however, I’m not as big a fan of the semi-colon as much as the comma1. I’d like to think that I’m not that much of a Grammar Nazi, I would like to talk about the Oxford Comma. I’m a fan. Por… Continue reading Comma Comma Comma Comma Chameleon
Well, I saw my first Buck Moth Caterpillar of the season while walking the dogs this morning. I can’t believe it’s that time already. Like years past, I’ve scheduled the exterminators to make a visit to the oak tree next door. The infestation these days is not as bad as when I was a kid,… Continue reading Patakillers
I like to complete newspaper Sudoku puzzles at Molly’s, and leave one square empty. I hope that someone will see it and think I messed up, then go back and check my work only to realize I left the last square intentionally blank, and curse my name. ★★★★☆, my ass. I also like to play… Continue reading Sudoku Bastard
This is going to be another cheater post. Still though, a post. Bea and I managed to throw together a last-minute PizzaNight™ at our house tonight, and it went well. Bea, as usual, rocked the pizza. Our guests, as usual, rocked the toppings. A couple of quick photos before a viewing of last night’s Community,… Continue reading Last Minute PizzaNight™
Depending on your roof, proper gutters in Southern Louisiana can be pretty key. When we bought the house, it only really had gutters on the front – the second story gutters. For just about the entire first floor, which is quite long, there were none. And the 2nd floor gutters just drain to the walkways… Continue reading Gutters, Punk.
This post started out as a paragraph on the previous post about mead, but I realized there was more to it than a paragraph or two. So, here we go. I have to say, another big reason why I’ve re-delved into mead is my wife, my best man, and his wife. See, my wife, “Bea”,… Continue reading The Viking Winter is Coming
I have the memory, hazy albeit, of sitting on the balcony of the apartment that my friends Sonny and Lara once shared in Mid-City, drinking a bottle of mead with them and Bea, brewed by my friend and future groomsman, Andre. And goddamn, was it delicious. A bit thick/heavy, spicy, sweet, and a high ABV.… Continue reading Mjød
Well, Friday was my St. Patrick’s day, so I never got around to posting. I wasn’t hungover Saturday, but just couldn’t find it in me. And just don’t seem to have it in me today. Today for me has been (and continues to be) the Utter Backgammon Destruction of Savannah™, followed by yardwork, cleaning, tidying,… Continue reading NaBloApparentlyNot
‘Tis the season. Kickball season. It’s starting to get warm again, and that means that for those miserably hot months before Saints season1, me and a bunch of other idiots2 will be spending our Sundays losing half our body weight in sweat, only to replace it with beer. We had our first “practice” tonight in… Continue reading Hooked on Tonics!