My father and brother succumb to what I call the “Roomba Paradox” which is that any time saved by using the device is lost to simply staring at the thing operate. My father has faithfully followed mine around to three rooms on our ground floor to watch the pattern and my brother will physically relocate dirt [...]
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Compared to the rest of Lower Southampton Township I live in the middle of nowhere. Halloween as a child involved renting a friend’s neighborhood and trying to avoid apples, Good ‘n’ Plentys, and Necco Wafers. My brother purchased a house this past winter and he was excited to celebrate his first Halloween where he’d dispense rather [...] I get a good number of photos passed to me from people who’d like a little tweak or are looking to do something specific outside the realm of picasa or Microsoft Image Editor. Apparently an estrogen bomb went off in PA as these were the Adobe Lightroom folders I added today: Ryan’s Kitten My man license [...] I was transferring my brother’s personal files to a new hard drive after doing a system upgrade for him and came upon a folder named “work”. This struck me as curious as my brother does operations at a nuclear power plant and never has work to take hope. I popped open the folder and found three [...] I’m pretty principled when it comes to not buying things that people I don’t like buy. But I may have to change that. Ryan’s gone. With the exception of the attic which stores the offal of my family’s collective experience and now a lot of Scout stuff, the trails he made have been largely over trodden and the upstairs bathroom is clean for the first time since Reaganomics. This was the impression under which I operated until I took [...] I asked my brother for recommendations on a camera stand. He responded that I hadn’t taken enough pictures to justify looking for one. Hm… In the past 10 days I’ve taken 1547. I guess I’m new [...] 32 invites, 21 respondants, 11 cancelled same day, 5 cancelled within an hour. So, gradually the sex imbalance went through the successive stages of nidged, unbalanced, sausage fest, sausage convention, International Congress of Sausagists. The event of the evening was the making of the pimp chalice as seen here, because nothing says party like arts and crafts.
These [...] Christmas went well. I woke at 1 AM, took a walk, read, shot people, and prepared for a new day. About 7:30 AM I prepared breakfast, then spend 2 hours waiting for someone to wake up. I opted not to roust the house with slamdancing and assumed the scent of delectable breakfast meats would do. Apparently [...] We’re dog sitting for a friend of my brothers and said dog Judas has a few quirks. Our dog Max needs a bit of a lead to catch things thrown at him whereas Judas could pluck a side-armed pistachio from the air. Judas also has egregiously long claws that make walking for him something akin to [...] |
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