Apologies for the ear worm.
Monthly Archives: February 2018
Verne is getting more and more feisty every day. It’ll be a challenge to make this work on a consistent comedic basis. But we’re going to try.
You’d think RJ could taste the difference, but after decades of insulin resistance his taste buds are shot.
We give them life. We have a little fun with that life. They call us jerks.
We live out in the country, but the light pollution from Austin and San Marcos is bad and getting worse. We can see a lot of stars to the west, but not much anywhere else. Just occasionally on a crisp, cold, clear night can you still see the Milky Way.
For your listening pleasure. You’re welcome.
The “Shat” ad-lib was from T.
Yes, we’re completely overwhelmed with dated references today. Tom Jones. Englebert Humperdinck. Mixed-up zombies who have stopped living. If anyone under 50 is reading this I apologize.
After a little research (gasp!) I realized why no schools have a minotaur as a mascot.
The Gods Must Be Crazy.
We got an Echo for Christmas. It’s great. Haven’t stumped her yet.