Monthly Archives: January 2014

The State of the Wednes

I’ve been pretty busy lately, and also somewhat sidelined by an injury. Last week I was cleaning the bathroom when my back suddenly seized for no apparent reason. It took me literal minutes before I could straighten it up. Then my left leg got a charley horse that lasted 5 days and hasn’t completely gone away. Apparently, this is called “Sciatica” and is a friggin’ pain in the ass, and the leg, and also specifically the calf. God DAMN it…


Breakfast Bar Woes

H’s sister, Girl-H introduced me to Lara Bars a few years ago. Damn, they are tasty. They’re made entirely out of dried fruit, tree nuts, and seeds. They’re delicious and healthy without added sugar or tons of fat and salt. I eat them for breakfast a lot. Even though I work from home, I don’t really get it together to make breakfast. Sometimes I have a Fage yogurt, but if left to my own devices, I tend to eat the…


Movie Talk

Dude, Where’s my Car? is a cheap homage to American Grafitti. House of 1,000 Corpses is a better remake of Texas Chainsaw Massacre than the actual remake of Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Most horror remakes are shitty.  A few are great:Dawn of the DeadThe FlyThe Hills Have Eyes13 GhostsRed Dragon (original title: Manhunter)Some are pretty goodThe HitcherPsychoSalem’s LotHalloweenLast House on the LeftNight of the Living Dead (Savini)I wouldn’t say these are definitive list, but those are the ones that come to…



Furbies are one part amazing, one part annoying, and one part confounding.I’ve seen three personalities so far (since Weds eve) and two of them burp and fart constantly. At least it’s not whiffy. JoJo is utterly terrified of it. I’m chalking this up as a win. Videos to come, methinks.

“New Year”

I still think it’s dumb to start a new year in the middle of winter. Where I am, there’s literally a foot of snow on the ground, and even seasoned Michiganders (NOT Michiganians though, because fuck them!) are losing their shit. It’s dangerous out there, folks. I predict that H and I will have a spirited argument when he goes back to work Wednesday night. He’ll insist that it’s perfectly safe to walk a mile to the bus stop. I’ll…


Success: The Final Furb

The Furby saga finally comes to a gripping end. When we last left our Furby saga, some jackassy Amazon vendor was refusing to sell me a Furby at the prices they advertised on Xmas eve. They asked me to cancel my order. I didn’t. Then they asked me again, and again I said no. Then I left terrible feedback for both orders that were cancelled. THEN they asked me to remove my negative feedback. And I was all “How ’bout…