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stuff on my Truck

It occurs to me that we’ve got all these damn photograph-type-things lying around and we’re not doing a thing with them. So! Here’s a picture of Trucky with a frog on him. Enjoy.
UPDATE:
This one here, the cute one? With the fuzz and the whatnot? This morning at 2:45 he decided the other two cats had [...]

hum, humm, hummm.

So. Things I have learned during our two weeks and counting without our precious boy in the house:

The sense of purposelessness quickly dissipates.
It dissipates into a sense of overwhelming, vacationlike calm.
The awesome thing about feeling like you’re on vacation in the big awesome city where you live? You can do all the vacationlike stuff you [...]

yuuup, yup yup.

We’re on day two of the Great Child-Free Odyssey of ‘08, and I have not got the faintest goddamned idea what to do with myself. Tonight we ate kebabs and half-watched “Spider-Man 3.” Then I purchased three seperate versions of “Autumn Leaves” (did you know this is maybe one of my three favorite songs ever [...]

happy byrneiversary!

Seven years of marriage and counting! Sarahbrown scanned in some delightful photographs from that fateful day lo those many years ago! This time in 2001 we were … let me see here … drunk, yes. Definitely drunk.
The more things change. Happy anniversary, toots.

tales of brave Ulysses

Oh, persons. It’s a bit of a slog here these days. The thick black tar of truly deep depression remains at bay due to the miracle of modern overpriced pharmaceuticals, but said looming specter is doing a truly half-assed job of hiding itself. Picture it hiding behind, say, a two-year-old sapling, and you’ll have a [...]

Buenos TARDIS!

Brian told me today that he got an email from Blogher asking if we were ok. Yes, we’re ok. I can’t speak for Brian, but I’ve been a touch withdrawn lo, these last few months. With the help of Brian, my steadfast dude, I am inching my way out of the ass groove of, what [...]