I’m crying laughing – Please design a logo for me. For free. With pie charts. — Who would you want to become a refugee with? All of you, of course. Somewhat related: On being larger than you are. Which is how I try hard to live, even on days when I want to punch a [...]
When I was young, like maybe 6 or 7, that’s what was written on the back of my nametag at science fiction conventions. “If found, return to any Haldeman”. Then I’d be off on my own, terrorizing the halls. Lately I seem to be losing things. Forgetting things. Leaving things behind. In the last week, [...]
Why I shouldn’t have kids Reason # 4862: I’d do this – Klingon as a first language. (Related: Klingon Christmas Carol) — Here’s one for TW and my other foodie friends: How to Cook Like in the Great Depression. — NSFW: Moose mounts a Bison statue. There are so many jokes I could make about [...]
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Since this is way more than 140 characters, and probably more potty-mouth than Twitter would like: To the “ladies” I saw on the news last night saying “you Floridians don’t know cold!”… Respectfully? Actually, not so respectfully at all? FUCK YOU. We DO know cold, and THAT IS WHY WE LIVE IN FLORIDA. Where it [...]
Yarn: Koigu Kersti Merino Crepe Pattern: Morning Surf Scarf by Jackie Erickson-Schweitzer Notes: I wanted to learn this cool technique of the bubble-thing, with the dropped stitches. I had seen this pattern in Spin Off about a year ago and every once and a while thought about knitting it; then when one of our customers [...]
I can’t thank Chris and Sharon enough for New Year’s Day. Long time readers know that Uncle Joe usually makes breakfast for anyone who comes to the house on New Year’s Day– most years the food starts flowing at about 9 AM and goes until after lunch. After the bacon and eggs disappear, Aunt Gay [...]
Uncle Joe was still in the hospital, but this party has been going on since before I was born so we were pretty sure it would happen even if Aunt Gay locked the doors and turned off the lights. Instead, she let us step in and take care of things for her; Barbara, Chris, and [...]
By sheer number of FOs this was my most prolific year yet; but many of my projects were small ones.
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