I just feel like dropping this 70s-tastic photo of Colin Baker here:

Never heard the phrase “Two Cs in a K”?

Who is this lovely gentleman?

Well. What a week.

Zowie!

Since Pie-pie’s not here, maybe I can initiate the craft thread?

Admittedly, I haven’t done anything this week since I’m preparing to go down to see my parents for a week and help my mom while she recovers from cataract surgery. This also means I probably won’t post next Saturday.

That said, if anyone’s got cool stuff,…

He’s not a cunt. He lacks the depth, the charm, and the warmth.

Our (flipped) house is in builder’s beige, but that just means it’s a nice neutral background for the garish vintage movie posters.

So how do you go about siccing health inspectors on them?

So how do you go about siccing health inspectors on them?

Hell, this morning’s breakfast was a quantity of tuna salad, a roll, and a hunk of cheese.

This one might, though:

I wonder how telling it is that this was the song that got stuck in my head last night:

Now I’m thinking of the end of the movie Society. (Warning: probably not work-safe.)

I’ve been harboring brutal thoughts about unrepentant Republicans far too often lately.

Nice!

I’ll be out of town from the 9th-15th; my mom needs someone around to help during her initial recovery from cataract surgery on one eye.

Did get my replacement switch from Elenco, so the multimeter is (slowly) proceeding apace.

Are you old enough to have lived through the era of the Pet Rock?