Sir Gripesalot

Oh, man, I’m in a nasty mood. You don’t wanna be near me. I’ve been yelling at the kids all morning, howling at traffic, I even glared at the lady at the coffee place when she said “We actually don’t have “large,” just small and regular.” It’s not her fault that I like to think […]

unconscious mutterings

I say, and you think… Freeze :: warning Naturally :: hanging Painting :: the garage Merits :: Badges Ironic :: not that song Survival :: not that TV show Cow :: Good (as in “good cow,” said about dinner. Sometimes) Anchor :: Man Sisters :: Act 70 :: Speed limit I ran six miles this […]

Because my life, she is so exciting

Guess what I did today. Go on, guess. I’ll wait. (waits) Nope! Unless you guessed “bought a battery for the car,” that is. That’s what I did. After soccer, and bratwurst for lunch, and while shopping for grapes, dimatapp, and popcorn salt. Yeah, it was time. This is only the fourth or fifth battery for […]