One Adam-12, see the woman…
Here we go, fiends. I’m runnin’ like a fink on fire. The Great Race begins today and ends (temporarily) on 16 December. That’s the next time I will breathe. Mark me, though. Weekends are reserved for family and fun stuff with friends. OK, most weekends will be reserved for those things. But the schedule doesn’t [...]
Lost weekend
Nah, not that kind of lost weekend. Rather, the weekend’s almost over and I don’t know where the time went. Haven’t stopped since school started on Friday morning. I mean, if I miss an RtB post, you know I’ve been out of it. And this weekend once again drove home the undeniable truth that we [...]
Could it be?
Could it really be Finkday, finally? I think so. Jake arrives tonight for a weekend with Grammie & Grandpa Thriller. Taking this child to a wedding will be fun; he positively loves to dance, so here we go. Last week, the textbook arrived for the Very Last Graduate Course I Will Ever Take in My [...]
Here’s what I think.
Not that you asked, but here it is. I think Milton Bradley needs to embrace the whole “ya makes yer choices and ya lives with the consequences” paradigm. RD, you follow the Cubs – what’s his problem with the fans? He was totally not a troublemaker when he was with the Indians. (Of course, that [...]
Act I, Scene 2
So yesterday was fantastic, even though it was the first (insane) day of school. Stein and I spent most of the morning getting 5th and 6th grade band/choir schedules straight (Bando, I **ALMOST** did it all by myself!! OK, it was mostly Stein because I needed a left brain in on the process, but I [...]