Not her fault, but of course the daughter’s name is spelled Carsyn.

Right? And Newsom was with her when she was hot, and not painfully procedure into grotesque.  It must bother the hell out of the Trumps she did the seriously nasty with Gavin Newsom.

What a strange woman. Her speech cadence and ideas...I just couldn’t hang.

Red Breast Irish Whiskey and Vegeta from Croatia. It’s a boxed spice mixture where every other ingredient ends in “ium.”  But it adds an Eastern European taste to stews and sauces that evoke Croatia.  And chocolate from just about anywhere...Japan, Belgium, France.

Red Breast Irish Whiskey and Vegeta from Croatia. It’s a boxed spice mixture where every other ingredient ends in “ium.”  But it adds an Eastern European taste to stews and sauces that evoke Croatia.  And chocolate from just about anywhere...Japan, Belgium, France.

Mares eat oats, and does eat oats, and little lambs eat ivy. A kid’ll eat ivy too, wouldn’t you?

I am consistently surprised by the dearth of creativity in “creative” marching bands like Stanford and the Ivies.

It sure ain’t leg day. Start doing squats Mr. Birdlegs.

If you write one bad word about Slapshot, I will be taping on the foil.

After I shave, I exfoliate the balance of my face in the shower with a loofah and T-Joe’s oatmeal soap. Post-shower I moisturize with Coconut Skin Trip across my forehead and around my eyes.

I was in a rush and grabbed my expired passport for my flight to Dublin. It’s an utterly panicked moment when the ticket agent tells you your passport is no good. Luckily, my son was able to retrieve the good passport and bring it to me on time (by about 20 mins.). at the airport

Where is the fucking tips link? Right now this is a thing in San Francisco’s Mission District:

I went to 4 of his games that summer, and he won 2 with his bat. It is among the loudest crowds and ovations I ever experienced. The momentum through that summer just grew and grew, and the Phils drew 12,00o- games when he wasn’t pitching, and 72,000 the nights he pitched.

They were coming from the same place, just at different angles. What I appreciated most was their mutual love of boxing.

Duh! This, in any way, was not her choice.

There were lots of morons commenting about Darwin, so welcome to that club.

Fuck your cheap, uncreative Darwin takes. Surfers, and surfing at its best, means dwelling in your lizard brain, and if there is big surf you go at it. He died doing what he loved, and did it to the extreme. You jerkoffs are going to die with your fat asses on a couch, with a remote in your cold dead fingers.

When I drove South to Atlantic City in my ice cream truck, I sidestepped city noise regulations, by bribing a neighborhood kid with an ice cream cone to ring the bell for me. Also, Anne Branigin, that was one very good piece of comic writing.

My name is Aloysius, but I go by Al, because... I got a double espresso at Starbags once, and the cup came back with “Owl” written on it.

My Dad played 4 years of minor league baseball, and horseshit was a major part of his lexicon. I associate horseshit with baseball, because it’s not a major part of any other sport’s vocabulary.