You know how it would be really cool to have a time machine? Like, you could totally go back before you had kids and hang around the house in your underwear and drink beer or, you know, go to the demolition derby or a bar...
I need a favor. Can you, real quick, go read every post on this site and tell me which ones I need to delete?
Earlier today, I was checking out my server logs and noticed a couple of referrals from Google searches...
In episode 2, Mel, The Stay At Aum Mom (http://www.aummom.com) talks with Pete about growing up Mormon, regional dialects and might even mention where her...
Did you know that some people still fill out paperwork on, get this, paper?
Today, after finally getting a real, live person on the telephone at my insurance company, I was told they would fax me some forms to fill...
Internet? Will you be my new bestest friend?
After Friday's post, I expected a whole duffel...
Some of you will be angry at me for what I'm about to tell you. If this makes you angry, let me know so I can come take a crap in your family room and see how you react. If that's no big deal to you, I can come back once...
On the inaugural episode, Schmutzie (http://www.schmutzie.com) joins host Pete Dunn for a conversation about Canada, cats and cancer. Schmutzie reads...
There's nothing new to report about the missing camera. I guess all there is to do now is hold out hope that someday, someone will see my camera You know what I did? I went and called the flippin' cops, that's what. Well, before I called THE cops I called A cop. My cop. Damn, but I was gonna take the sweetest shot of the flag on the front porch with the dusk moon in the sky behind it last night. Into the house I went to grab the camera bag from the sofa table. Not on the sofa table. Up to... I'm interested in you. I'm curious about who you are and what makes you tick. I want to meet each and every of you and nuzzle your internecks. I like the sound of my own voice. I like to start my sentences with... It has recently come to my attention that
MOST. UNSOLICITED. GUEST. POST. EVER. Heather Armstrong didn't ask me to write a guest post while... I was going to get really drunk on Friday night. Half the girls were off at end-of-the-school-year parties. The other half go to bed pretty early. Donna was working the late shift at the fabric store. My mother was out... It may not seem like a big deal to a lot of you but for me this is nothing short of a miracle. An act of true pharmaceutical intervention. Back in April, when I first visited my family doctor, I was so quivering and... You may remember that despite being the freaking awesomest dance partner in... Friday, when I said tomorrow, I meant today. I'm not going to spoil this with a lot of...
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