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Good times at the bar-bee-que

My coworker M- has her first barbecue at her new house out in Bolingbrook. I show up early because I drop my wife off in the morning and if I stop in the house I’m lost. Home means I’m never going out, not even to M-’s house.

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The deoderant strategy

I am constantly afraid of running out of anti-perspirant. I don’t know if it’s a fear of sweat, showers, or smell, but the fear exists at the top of my mind.

So the deoderant/anti-perspirant strategy goes something like this:

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The end of summer?

When I tried to buy a PS2 through The Evil Social Networking site, I was offered my friend’s husband’s PS2, which I declined on moral grounds.

Soon thereafter, I received an offer from my cousin’s boyfriend, who lives even farther away from town.

I accepted.
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Happy father’s day

The Cult of Parenthood has yet to convert us.

My wife is happy for another year.

We survive.

Blogipation

Summer for teachers means we get to live.

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Digging for floor

My office is a wasteland. It’s the one place in the house where I have full reign to leave stuff messy, but even I get bogged down by the carpet of papers.

My wife started things off last week. She made neat piles where I just had indistinct masses that you could slip on. Now I’m in the process of finishing the job.

A few questions come to mind as I dig through the piles.

  1. When will I hit bottom?
  2. Will the floor melt when I touch it with soap and water?
  3. Who’s been living here all this time?
  4. Did I really buy that?
  5. And that?
  6. Does [insert generous friend's name] really want this returned?

So I’m stuck, hoping to strike laminate floor within the day.

Maybe I’ll be able to blog more when things get too deep.

The Rule of Men

I really need a Playstation 2.

So, instead of going out and actually buying a PS2, I posted a message on myspace asking if anyone did not want theirs anymore. I figured someone had to have one they weren’t using, what with the wii, the PS3, and Xbox 360 out.

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Natural selection…in my frontyard

At the urging of my wife, I finally went outside and put down some weedkiller.

As I’m walking around spreading death to weeds with my gloved hands, the dew gets into my sneakers and the chill slips under my sweater. I’m just starting on the bucket when I notice that the weeds are bigger and spikier than last year, and clumpier.

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That’s nobody’s business but the Turks

My co-worker D– was organizing a departmental social at a Turkish food and music extravaganza, and she sent out an email to all members of our department and members of our ancillary department (ie, people we like).

When I saw her, she stopped me and said “Felix, YOU haven’t responded.”

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“Let’s not go to Camelot…

…it’s a silly place, anyway.”

Here we go again. I had kicked the habit sometime last year and only maintained it for the sake of my older brother’s subscriptions, but I turned it on one night.

And I stayed. For hours.

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