We didn’t get started to Philadelphia as soon as I would have liked, but we got out that way in time to make sure we accomplished a lot of what I was hoping The Wife would want to do in observation of her 40th birthday. We started with an unplanned stop at Victory Brewing in… Read More philled.
We had an awesome time in Philly this weekend. My cell phone liked it so much it decided to stay there. Which is why, if you’re calling my cell in the next few days, you’ll get a message saying the account has been suspended. I had it shut off so my phone couldn’t just take… Read More phony.
We’re headed to Philly for the weekend, in observation of The Wife’s 40th birthday, which happens to be today. Beer, sushi and medical curiosities are all on the program. We’ll let you know how it went.
When I switched over to Blogger’s new beta thingie a couple of months ago, I created a tag for situations just like this. Only now, the tag seems completely, utterly inadequate. The tag in question? “Hopeless Cleveland Sports.” It was created with the Browns in mind, although the Indians’ weak 2006 season — the highlight… Read More miserable. grim. disgusting.
I just finished putting the lights on our tree. Blue spruce are prickley. They kick up my allergies, too. I’m sniffing like I just rolled in a pile of freshly cut grass in May. And my fingers would look like I had the pox if I didn’t wear gloves while getting those suckers in the… Read More ouch. nice. ouch. nice. ouch…
Uh, Secretary Rumsfeld? Couldn’t you have found some soldiers in the United States to say goodbye to? I mean, wouldn’t that have been a little less expensive than flying to Iraq? Good answer.
