Perfecting the Art of Insanity, One Day at a Time
It’s obviously not Christmas. Other than a line in a holiday poem, I dunno what a wildflower has to do with Christmas, anyway. But thistles, despite their purple flowers, are tenacious and thorny plants, spreading by the thousands in all directions. Imagine your job is to halt their spread nationwide, and you’re given a one-hour…
The picture at the top of the page may not win any photography competitions, but the chicken pasta salad it depicts tasted good, which trumps photo quality in my book. It’s massively-doctored Suddenly Salad. The boxed pasta only made up about a third of what was in the bowl. I added coarsely-chopped chicken, sliced baby…
Since my handful of readers aren’t familiar, here’s some perspective on why we picked a tiny dot on the map as our landing point, vs. Flagstaff or similar. Aside from lower lodging costs, Williams is actually a cool place, itself: We knew it was a historic town. We were hoping for mid-century kitsch. Looks like…
Vacation days were approved, with the quick rubber stamp I expected. Motel dates are reserved. Warning: sorta-rant ahead. It’s only about an hour from Williams to the South Rim of the Grand Canyon. You’d think a visit to the canyon would be a slam-dunk, except I don’t wanna go. If my lack of interest sounds…
LATE EDIT: Facebook decided my previous title (Huffy Puffy and the Seven Dwarf Cars) was somehow unworthy of a link from their site, so I renamed this entry and relinked. They’re fine with bigotry, misogyny, and blatant lies – but use a nonsense name and they have a conniption fit. It’s the weekend and since…