Super Bowl Sunday.
The week in pics.
Free swag! A friend hooked me up with my very first camo ball cap. Hunter orange, too.
Get your sledding in while you can. Hard to tell, but this is the second highest elevation in the state. It has to be at least twenty whole feet above sea level.
What is up with those Hardy Bros? You would think two strappin' young men could beat an elderly man's arse with their hands tied behind their backs-
Oh wait, they are tied behind their backs.
Photos of rich white guys from an old book I spotted for sale at the library.
Nice beards, though.
This will probably be my last beer for a long time. I must have officially grown up last week, but I am switching to a glass of wine instead.
Homework voodoo doll putting the hex on area and perimeter.
This is what can grow from the fungus in gym socks that you leave in your locker.
Too bad it wasn't President Clinton on the cover of New Republic this month.
(And too bad it wasn't his fiscal policies for the past four years).
"These are O.R. scrubs".
"Oh. Are they?".
(My favorite line from the film 'Rushmore').
My wife was out rollin' in the dough and making bread.
Hand and Foot.
I text my wife to send me a tit pic and this is what I get.
We took the young ones down to Delmar to jump around.
See you next week.