It wasn’t even remotely the “Best Point In Tennis History,” (there were probably 10 better points in the Federer/Roddick 2009 Wimbledon slugfest in July), but it was still pretty awesome:
Holy crap, my wife and I own two homes.
We settled on our new place yesterday (and will be moving next Saturday; want to come lift heavy crap with us?), so now we’re broke AND have two mortgages. I guess I better get a third job.
At any rate, if you notice that things have been kinda dead here, that’s why; time is…scant.
As Charles would say, “Looka dat booful rainbow!”
Awesome gal-about-town Rachel links to an interesting story about Laura Ingalls Wilder and, extensively, her daughter Rose, of whom I was dimly aware but not knowledgeable. Great stuff there, particularly about Rose’s own writings and her Libertarianism. If you’ve got 20 minutes, give it a read.
It’s a pity they sold out of these, because they are awesome. It’s a vinyl stick-on for your mac that enlivens the apfel:
There’s other cool stuff. I wish I hadn’t spent all my money on a house.
I tried to play like I’d post on vacation, but gave up in favor of heavy drinking. Now that I’m back, you can enjoy some pictures taken on my vacation.
You likey the comics? You like puns? Enjoy.
Man, am I glad I’m not single. This would absolutely be a problem.
I don’t have that app (looking for it now), but I do have “iPity,” which is an app that shouts quotes from B.A. Baracas, as played by the inimitable Mr. T. Could you go on a date with a man who has an app like this?
