Hmm, so far there haven't been any "2022 says hold my beer" moments, but I know they're coming...
12 thoughts on “January 2, 2022: Lying In Wait”
Oh, it's that Guilded By Vices band you were talking about.
Two nights ago I accidentally left a canned water in my car. The next morning I started driving to work and it exploded about two minutes in. Sounded like a gun going off.
yall may be cold, but we have had record highs - 84 degrees on NYE. AC can't get a break.
I boiled the sheepshead's head to make a trophy of its head. To say the smell was bad would be the understatement of the new year.
It was in the 50s here yesterday and today. Completely normal weather.
If they made a cologne of that smell it would be called Dahmer.
Dahmior.
What was I saying? The weather station smtells me that we peaked out at 76 this morning and the current temp is 40.9 degrees.
The cat that goes outside to do her business wanted to go outside last night. I tried to convince her she didn't really want to go outside, yet she persisted. So I let her out, gave it half a minute and opened the door again. She was already waiting to come back in.
The housecats we used to have would've stood in the doorway, half in and half out, until we finally either shut the door or booted it out.
Oh, it's that Guilded By Vices band you were talking about.
Two nights ago I accidentally left a canned water in my car. The next morning I started driving to work and it exploded about two minutes in. Sounded like a gun going off.
yall may be cold, but we have had record highs - 84 degrees on NYE. AC can't get a break.
I boiled the sheepshead's head to make a trophy of its head. To say the smell was bad would be the understatement of the new year.
It was in the 50s here yesterday and today. Completely normal weather.
If they made a cologne of that smell it would be called Dahmer.
Dahmior.
What was I saying? The weather station smtells me that we peaked out at 76 this morning and the current temp is 40.9 degrees.
Totally. Normal.
Cool story about hockey and a caring fan.
The cat that goes outside to do her business wanted to go outside last night. I tried to convince her she didn't really want to go outside, yet she persisted. So I let her out, gave it half a minute and opened the door again. She was already waiting to come back in.
The housecats we used to have would've stood in the doorway, half in and half out, until we finally either shut the door or booted it out.