It’s that time of the year again: “Fall” in to Fur Face Friday!
Give me a slogan or tag line, you beautiful hooligans, for my friends in the Florida Keys. I’m working on the visuals (artwork & typeface) right now.
I blew a gasket laughing while reading this last night. Me & my sisters have zero composure when it comes to poop jokes; it’s a sickness really. So you can imagine my snort crying, and the text chain between us sisters that degenerated quickly. This is real!!!
I need your experienced opinions on canning tomatoes. Feel free to discuss any home canning tips or questions here, as well.
I think it’s fair to say that I’m not the only one who’s looking forward to some Fur Face Friday love today. It’s been a terrible time for flooding disasters around the world.
The lump in my throat & watery eyes today are left over from Hurricane Sandy. We’ve not fully recovered 5 years later and Harvey is so much worse. So much worse. The damage to life & property isn’t nearly finished; it’s only just beginning. Katrina was the worst yet, but Harvey may have her beat. I could not believe…
Heading in to the home stretch of long, lazy summer days our Fur Faces do “lazy” spectacularly well all year long. There was much lollygagging last week as facw learned.
This Administration is working my last nerve & has been since November 2016. I remember us talking here about how we’d get by for 4 years. It’s now 200 days in & I don’t even know where to start.
Glen Campbell died today. He was 81 & afflicted with Alzheimers. My Father is a HUGE fan & has the same affliction.
I’m a white lady and like Charles Blow (New York Times Columnist/Journalist) I have always held this photograph in my heart as profound, too. It struck me when I first saw it, but it took you all to help me understand why.
While the rest of America (or the world?) is celebrating Shark Week, we here at Fur Face Friday are celebrating Bear Week! Sir Boswell and mrsfinch hosted a beary good edition last friday & managed not to get eaten or caught with a
handpaw in the honey jar.
Neopolitan goodness. GO!
Just now getting out from under the bullshit.
You were a good, kind, funny, talented, complicated & contrary man. Quick to reach out your hand in friendship & quick with your wit and humor. Always.
is on the radio right now.
The Felines came out in force last week but I couldn’t highlight them all. I had to include some other pals in the interest of solidarity, as per the Super Unofficial Fur Face Rules. My apologies; I urge you all to go have a look at all the purrfect that Xyl0c41ne coaxed out of their hiding places last week.
My tank top, cut~off shorts & sweatiness tell me Summertime is finally here!! I’ve got a small furry animal atop my head in a ponytail holder because my neck said, “Heck! No!” It’s the early stages of heat~humid summer here in the Northeast, but I’ll take the sweaty heat even if I can’t have fresh summer vegetables…
Edit/update: Holy Shit. An American President fucking TWEETS during a crisis our closest ally is living through. Fucking TWEETS to our closest ally. If anybody didn’t believe our election was hijacked, that Clinton should be in that Oval Office Chair right now, I hope THIS spins their head around.