Tag Archives: oddities
Anne Rice likes Honey Boo Boo and Honey Boo Boo’s family. I’m not opposed to them, m’self, though I haven’t watched any more now than I had the last time we visited here. This is what Anne Rice says: Honey … Continue reading
Mine was, it turns out. On fire, I mean. I just didn’t know it until today. The extraction and exclusion men came to seal up anything that needed to be sealed (nothing except one burrow hole under the foundation) and … Continue reading
The last dream I had yesterday before getting up was that I was in my grandmother’s kitchen with all the pots and pans and some other little things on the table, arrayed before me. She was sitting in the rocker … Continue reading
I still maintain that I’ve never known a vegan who was happy, or who wasn’t a pain in the ass.
If Augusta National doesn’t want to allow women, that don’t confront me none. It’s a private club and it’s their right to limit membership as they please. I think it makes them look like a bunch of childish assholes, but … Continue reading
The Masters is coming up. I don’t play golf and I don’t belong to a country club. But here’s a little tidbit for you to ponder. Augusta National doesn’t allow women members. Women may play at Augusta National as guests. … Continue reading