A digest of questionably informed commentary on events, art, literature, beekeeping, and other cultural pursuits by a Midwestern transplant.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
How amazing is your cat?
I'm glad you asked.She is the softest cat. Evah. Like velvety velvet. That's really velvety.
Her computer skills are still rough. Her CV you see there? Mostly me. Except the education and experience. And the demonstrations. That's all her. (Yes, she's kind of controlling - that's her looking over my work.)
Also, for amusement she kills real and imaginary mice, chases her tail and watches kitty slasher (me in the shower - mon Dieu!) verite. She also has the softest, most musical purr I've ever heard. Like the bells of heaven.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Interesting: "How to get a million hits on your blog in less
Interesting: "How to get a million hits on your blog in less than a year."
I may have found two new links for the broll; I'm about ready to cull some others to make room, as it so happens.
I may have found two new links for the broll; I'm about ready to cull some others to make room, as it so happens.
Monday, February 16, 2009
Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! I know who stole the stuffed badger from Hansons!!!
First, exhibit A:
But you see where I'm going with this. Yup, some rat bastage has had access to the bar and traded a crappy lizard for a cool formerly live badger. One I lusted after for my own mantlepiece for years.
Yada yada. They found a three-foot alligator, which then becomes a story more for Jib, since they're gonna send it up to the Serpent Sanctuary in Fort Atkinson.A tavern owner and his family got the surprise of their lives after a renter moved out of an apartment above the business.
It had been about a month since the former tenant moved out of the apartment above Hanson's Tavern, 615 Cranston Road, and owner Richard Pinnon sent some teenage relatives to clean out the space, said Willis Abegglen, deputy chief of the Town of Beloit Police Department.
But you see where I'm going with this. Yup, some rat bastage has had access to the bar and traded a crappy lizard for a cool formerly live badger. One I lusted after for my own mantlepiece for years.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
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