Category: Point? What Point? I’m not Pointy. I’m Round.

Frigid

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We had another Furnace EventTM recently, during the fixing of which my husband got out his heat gun1 and started pointing it at random supposed-to-be-warm and probably-lukewarm items around the… Read more »

Six Weeks: Snippets

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# “It’s all the sand. It’s made him constipated.” # “I found the horse’s butt!” # “Of course the answer is to punch it in the nose. But, what’s the… Read more »

Inching Along

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There should be warning labels on boxes containing unassembled furniture parts: MAY CAUSE HOMICIDAL IDEATION IN OTHERWISE NORMAL PEOPLE. Good. LORD. May has muchly been Home Improvement Month at casa… Read more »

Hot Date

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It’s Friday night. Dinner hour. And the cashier at the grocery store — yes, we were buying groceries on a Friday night; can I get a WOOT-WOO! — who might… Read more »