When we do something, ...

...we REALLY do it well.. Have you ever seen such epic vehicular over achievement of fail? Want to try it yourself? Call now for a free trial lesson! Operators are standing by!! (The good news is that so far we are safe, and Rick has everything under control. Stay tuned!)

At least it's not raining...

...though having said what's NOT happening, should I now expect it? Of all visits to the farm and the cabin, this was the *one* we really needed to be on time for. Nice one.

Fairview H. S. '88 and younger Reunion

Mmmmmmm. Water. And another glass of other yummy unmentionables. But better than that, reuniting with some old-newish friends and getting to know some new ones. Yay for friendship!

They ARE gonna bring me a broom!

Yeah. THAT'S not gonna happen.

Jesus.

EVERYONE use un-popped popcorn in your stuffing on Thanxgiving, OK. Really. Just try it.

SECONDS before Jill's shirt exploded!

So. DAMNED. Funny.

Jill-arious!!!

We are at the Bedford Winking Lizard. I ripped open my empty Stoudt's Double Chocolate Stout (orgasmic) can of beer in search of the elusive little ball of whatever-it-is-that-makes-the-drinks-effluvious. It wasn't enough. ANOTHER Young's has been ordered for me, for the express purpose of Getting that little ball of fascination. Sharon? Doug? Where ARE you?? Mostly cuz I NEED your help. D&S: JEBUS. Help me.

Mmm. Long Island. (NOT d same thing...)

Mmmm. Long Island. TOTALLY *NOT what.* (criminy i can't remember what I was trying to type. Too many distracted. SO MANY funny things are happening!!) Rick is thirsty.

Mmmmmm. Five Guys. Mmmmmmmmmmmm.

Too late!!

Leaving beloved Bar Cento!!! Next time? Hope so!

Mmm. Bier Markt/Bar Cento. Mmm. JOIN US!

We are, RIGHT THIS MINUTE, at Bar Cento (pron. Bahr CHEN' toe) on W 25th St. There are few folk we are possibly waiting for (Lavonne!?! Maggie!?!) so come on down! The food is good and the beers are varied and diverse. Call me at 216-233-8299 if you are coming, too, and we should wait for you.

Home Sweet Home

Our house is repainted. It was an ordeal, to say the least. First, the paint job we originally paid for 2 years ago had been peeling off in large sheets. Now, the work was guaranteed for 3 years, and we'd hoped to hold the guy and his crew to this guarantee - it's only fair, right? Sadly, the phone number provided was no longer in service, so we were stuck with our house looking like it was suffering from a severe case of green exzema. I mean, I can't properly describe how disappointed we were with the first painters!! These same painters had the gall to, only about 3 or 4 weeks ago, drop off an unsolicited estimate to repaint the house... this house which ought to have had another full year on the original paint job guarantee. Whatever. We had already arranged for someone else to repaint the house. It took a little over a week (interrupted by a little yucky weather) to complete, and I think it looks really great. I think this time around, the job will stay done!

Oops!!

THIS snowman is sleeping.

Snowman Construction Practice

Ivy needed a snack before lunch (Really? REALLY? Ok, whatever.) so I suggested cold cream of wheat. And THEN I suggested she could build stuff out of it. We agreed a snowman would be perfect for a cream of wheat sculpture. Now Ivy's hands are all 'cream of wheaty'. She's so funny!

A new proverb in the making.

You know that saying, "what's good for the goose is good for the gander?" Cleo is apparently in favor of an update: "what's good for the cats is good for the dog"! Silly basenji.

Girlfriends!!!!

Yeah. All three of 'em. GIRLfriends.

The New Bag Ladies

Really. What makes a Coach bag more able to carry your crap than an average paper grocery bag?? Yet, these fasionazis seem to think it's the ultimate accessory. Posers.

It's good that you can't see an image...

...because it's Channel 19 (the local CBS affilliate, to you out-of-towners). This is the ultimate in tabloid news. They have just reduced the horror of a serial killer in Cleveland to the very minimizing name, "the Cleveland Strangler". Effing losers. Just watch their broadcast sans sound, you'll see what hysterical sensationalists they are. All they need is hastily and poorly pasted together mock documenting photos, and they are almost as professional as mid-80's era National Enquirer. Though sadly they will never attain that level of credibility. 'The Cleveland Strangler.' I'm sure that gives the survivors a level of rationalization to lend comfort. Totally.

AntiBudweiser

It's the ONLY way to consider it.