Jerry: Disorder?Elaine: And from disorder, you’re a quirk or two away from full-on dementia.
Posted on November 30, 2007 | Category: NaBloPoMo07 | 12 Comments
Thirty days of blogging calls for the mother lode of all lists. Sure, some of these you’ve seen in other lists, or I’ve made mention of them in previous posts, but I thought it would be a good idea to compile one master list of all my quirks. You know, all the weird little things [...]
We’re going to have a blasty-blast tonight
Posted on November 29, 2007 | Category: NaBloPoMo07 | 8 Comments
In honor of my going to see Dane Cook at the KeyArena tonight, you must watch my favorite bit from last year’s HBO special “Vicious Circle.” (Warning: it’s really long, and totally not work- or kid-appropriate.) I know Dane Cook’s manic comedic style is not for everyone. In fact, my mom, who we made watch [...]
Three more days
Posted on November 29, 2007 | Category: NaBloPoMo07 | 5 Comments
I have to say, I’m surprised I’ve been able to participate in NaBloPoMo without major incident and not a single shed tear. Sure, I haven’t always posted the best material, but it hasn’t been nearly as stressful as I imagined it might be when I reluctantly sold my soul to the devil signed up. In [...]
Vitals
Posted on November 28, 2007 | Category: NaBloPoMo07 | 10 Comments
I went to the doctor today for a routine Pap smear and other assorted physical exam tests and ended up hooked into the EKG machine. Didn’t mentally prepare for that one, like I did for the Pap, which incidentally, I didn’t end up having, as my doctor says I’ve reached the age and status in [...]
George: What’s with all the butter?Kramer: I’m shaving with it, and you know what I discovered?Jerry: You can eat it?
Posted on November 26, 2007 | Category: NaBloPoMo07 | 8 Comments
Who’s the genius who scheduled a cholesterol test for herself two days after Thanksgiving break? That would be me. I sure hope there’s not gravy coursing through my veins. In all seriousness, I didn’t really eat that much over Thanksgiving weekend. I might’ve consumed a tablespoon worth of gravy. And honestly, leftovers don’t do much [...]
Beagle ballyhoo
Posted on November 26, 2007 | Category: NaBloPoMo07 | 2 Comments
This is Roth. Totally about to cheat on Sierra with Spartacus. Clearly, her brother from a different mother. So, so shameful! Good thing she wasn’t there to witness this act of indecency.
Turkey redux
Posted on November 24, 2007 | Category: NaBloPoMo07 | 6 Comments
As much as I enjoy food photography, I always forget to take pictures when it matters. Like Thanksgiving. Hello? Based on the amount of pictures I took that day (oh, maybe three or four, including one I already posted), you’d think we didn’t even have a turkey. Oh, but we did, and it was grand. [...]
Tryptophantastic
Posted on November 24, 2007 | Category: NaBloPoMo07 | No Comments
Three-day weekends are pretty great. But four-day weekends? Are absolutely sublime. I am enjoying this time off and away from work so much, the thought of hunkering down in front of the computer to rehash the wonderfulness that was last night’s Thanksgiving dinner gives me the hives. Reminds me too much of work. And I [...]
Jerry: So, when I saw George on the street with an 18-pound turkey and a giant box of wine, I thought: What a coincidence. We’re just about to eat!
Posted on November 22, 2007 | Category: NaBloPoMo07 | 5 Comments
Our house is abuzz with prep for Thanksgiving dinner tonight with friends. It’s quite exciting, as I really, really enjoy this holiday more than any other, The turkey, which we acquired without having to go on a wild goose chase (unlike last year), is still chilling in its brine, about to go into the oven [...]
Kramer: Oh, I’ll take a vet over an M.D. any day. They gotta be able to cure a lizard, a chicken, a pig, a frog – all on the same day.
Posted on November 21, 2007 | Category: NaBloPoMo07 | 7 Comments
Our pharmacist is this burly linebacker of a guy. No neck, no smile, all business. Usually we only see him through the drive-through window at the Walgreens, and usually he only says two or three words to us as we pick up our monthly prescriptions. I’m not one for inane chatter, so this relationship works [...]
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