Ow. I felt that. I’d picked up a piece of hand-thrown pottery yesterday. It’s something I do, rescuing pieces that were made with love and skill, and putting them to use. In this case, it was a nice fat little round jug in a pretty cobalt blue with traces of purple glaze. Just what I… Read More Eh, sonny?
The First Reader and I were driving home Sunday Evening after a lovely visit with friends, and keeping each other awake on the long dark roads. One of the topics was food, naturally. We talked about planning the coming week’s menu (we rarely stick to it, but it’s helpful anyway). I suggested that when we… Read More Revolutionary War Chicken
The hunting anthology, volume 1, is out now! A little early, but that’s better than late. You can acquire and read this illustrated collection of twenty-one tales in ebook, or paperback. As the title indicates, most of the stories in this book are humor, some wry, some rueful. In addition, there are tales of the… Read More How Not to Shoot Fish!
During my livestream last night I referenced the new shower curtain. Behold! Cowboy Cat carrying a Winchester, riding a dinosaur! Just because it appalls the teenager, that’s going to adorn the main bath for a long time. Besides, you already knew we weren’t serious here at the Crooked House. Lawdog, on meeting the little robot,… Read More Saturday Silliness
You know the saying. Well, I say that it’s because of starvation. Obviously, the way to keep alive is to feed the impulse. So! Can I embed a funny story prompt? https://wuxiaphoenix.tumblr.com/post/672392916618166272/blueshelledbastard-whetstonefires-moonymango Or perhaps something that made me giggle out loud? https://wuxiaphoenix.tumblr.com/post/673026970492272640/elodieunderglass-wizardlyghost-silverjirachi
Me: I need something to hold hairsticks. One at my desk, one at my nightstand, one at the vanity: anywhere I take the ‘sticks out and put them down (and inevitably lose them for at least a while). Him: Use a coffee mug. Me… I was thinking a bud vase, but ok. I have a… Read More Too Many Mugs
I’d heard about Texas. So many stories. But there was one story that intrigued me, foodie that I am. The tale of the illicit dealings in tamales. I figured it would take a while, making some connections, getting to know the right people, before I, too, could make that covert exchange with an abuelita in… Read More DDE
Cedar’s note: This made me cry laughing. It’s easily on par with the late great Patrick McManus, or Lewis Grizzard’s funny stories. Justin graciously gave me permission to share from his original post on social media. Honestly, I have the best friends. ***** A Childhood Tale By Justin Turner Most people don’t believe the… Read More Demon Cow: A Guest Post
In the comments yesterday, one of you (you know who you are) said he had a good mental image of being haunted by furbies. It wasn’t a figure of speech. My house is infested with the creepy cute little creatures! The Ginja Ninja and Jr. Mad Scientist started collecting the retro toys a while… Read More Haunted by Furbies
I’m still thinking about men (and no, it’s not just because I’m female and that’s an enjoyable pasttime, shuddup, you). Particularly, what you can tell about a man from what he’s got in his pocketses. The First Reader and I were chatting about this lovely article on pocket knives a friend of ours shared on… Read More What Women Want… in a Real Man
Thirty years ago, my dad and my Uncle Doug wrote out the lyrics, which should of course be sung to the familiar tune… I did a little sketch to go with it, was going to do more and decided that would be too many images in one post! Enjoy! On the twelfth day of Christmas,… Read More Alaskan Twelve Days of Christmas
So my dearly beloved husband and I were having a discussion. It centered partly around the upcoming trip, as I’m packing and listing everything I needed. Since I was working long shifts Monday and Tuesday, the plan was to be all packed by Sunday rather than run around at the last minute and get even… Read More A controversial discussion with tongue firmly in cheek