Damn Kids, Get Off My Lawn! Canadian yarn art. It sells itself, people. Now get out there and SELL IT. Wednesday, September 07, 2016. Stab stab stab stabbity stab. Thursday, August 04, 2016. Although we used to call them bell-bottoms and make fun of them.

Because I havent blogged in a while. This is utterly unforgivably insane. At least its good for something. Click, my peoples, click on. Tales from the Crimson Fortress. The blog of lewd enlightenment. Death Wore a Feathered Mullet. In Case You Missed It.

Saturday, February 28, 2015. Friday, August 29, 2014. Friday, May 23, 2014. Evidently - BIRD is the word! Wednesday, April 23, 2014. Monday, April 7, 2014. Dad and Mom at a special celebration where Mom received an award for service to her department at Baylor. Monday, March 31, 2014. Confessions of a Serial DIYer. Faith, Sweat and Tears. Sippy Cups Are Not for Starbucks. Ready for the Party! .

More than the sum of my parts. Singer wife Unitarian-Universalist editor mother liberal humanist cook daughter atheist and more. Saturday morning, as we were getting the house ready for guests, we got the news that my uncle and aunt would be coming to the party. No big deal, right? They arrived in mid afternoon. And my dad came with them. A brief moment of lucidity from Cal Thomas.

The process of becoming a runner. Race History and Personal Bests. Tomorrow is a Saturday group run with the Columbus Running Club and the final family Christmas. Four and a half years. Part of me wants to lay out some consistency-based items like.

8220;My life is good. 8220;What do you think the reason is? 8220;There are plenty of reasons but none of them seem big enough to warrant this kind of reaction. I am most definitely a perfectionist.