BlueZiggurat
BlueZiggurat
BlueZiggurat

I have GOT to get me one of these!

“soy sauce”

Regrettably, all my pictures of me turn out looking just like me.

From GOPDnD

“Smit’icks” for the win

not likely many folks will have their refunds by President’s Day...

not likely many folks will have their refunds by President’s Day...

Back in the ‘70's I was doing a lot of flying around and, while not as stringent as today, carry-on bags still went through X-ray screening. I was going through a cigar phase and had packed a box of Robert Burns Black Watch cigars in a small bag. I got a look at the scan as they stopped the line to get a good look at

it’s never too early, these days...

Define “comparable”

Drugs. Lots and lots of ‘em. With the rule to “write stoned, edit sober” he appears to have missed the second part.

Yep.. it’s all about the quality of the ingredients..

c’mon people, it’s not over yet. Hold it together...

My cast-iron does most of the heavy lifting... we know it belonged to Mrs. Z’s great-grandmother but we don’t know much beyond that. I use it for pretty much everything except making sauces... I’ll sear/brown meat and veggies but if you’ve ever made a sauce with cloves in a cast-iron skillet you know it takes a

Insert picture of George H.W. Bush vomiting on the Japanese Prime Minister (ok, no... nevermind. Please don’t).

When I sleep, I sweat. Like, a lot.. I have tried sleeping nude but I wind up sticking to the sheets and getting all wrapped up when I try to roll over and usually wake myself up. I have found that a light set of pajamas is enough to allow me a full night’s sleep. I still sweat, but I don’t stick to the sheets..

Re: bears...

yep.. when I was in the Navy I learned early on that I needed to distinguish my sea bag from the many, many other sea bags that would be circling the carrousel. I used duct tape to put my initials (full size) on the bottom of my bag. Since they always came out bottom-first, it was very easy to spot.

wow.. so, theoretically, in Canadian football, a player could catch the ball, run downfield for over 100 yards, and NOT make a touchdown...

Greatest. Line. Ever.