Month: July 2005

Please don’t hate me

I know that this will sound bad to many of you. Downright un-American, I guess. But what is a blog good for if you can’t share your dirty little secrets? Here goes: We have not pre-ordered Harry Potter, nor will we go to the local store at midnite to buy a copy. I don’t even […]

I may be lazy

Yesterday evening, a knock came at the door. I was sipping my (cheap ass) wine, reading FARK, listening to the ruckus that three kids, two dogs, and a cat can make. My wife opens the door, then turns to me and says, “You negotiate.” “About, what, exactly?” (Ok, I’m a little slow) “Mowing the lawn.” […]