AAAAAHHOOOOO! Werewolves Of Woodland!



40 years ago: My pal was born! Happy birthday, Nik!

20 years ago: The Berlin Wall fell! Take that, you commie motherfuckers!

13 years ago: My Sweet Angel, Grace, in a moment of either lost sanity or saintlike charity, married me in Reno, Nevada.

Sweetheart, it has been a wonderful 13 years. I love you, My Little Owl Finch Of Passion!

The Triumphant, But Not Wholly Unexpected, Return Of Mostly Purple Patty

…and her pet conch, Edward

Ok…I’m going to actually do a substantive post today. Here goes.

1: Happy Birthday Yesterday to my Mom! She is 81 and still full of piss and vinegar.

2: We took The Girls to the beach at Fort Bragg on Sunday. They were totally unimpressed by it, so we only stayed about 15-20 minutes. The drive up through the Napa Valley was very nice, as was the drive back along Highway 20. We did 5 mystery shops along our 430 mile round trip, so the cost of gas and food was covered.

Mostly, we did this day trip for two reasons: to get outta Sacramento for a day and to see how Winker and Lucy would do on a long car trip. They did very well indeed, altho they were a couple of pooped pooches by the time we got home.

3: Besides my mom, a shitload of other folks I know seem to have June birthdays. A few are hitting the big Four Oh this year. I shall try to remember to wish y’all happy birthdays as your day rolls around.

4: Must go walk the hounds now. Dungeon Delving post arriving in under an hour.

Attack Of The Mutant Wiener Dogs

…with laser beams!

Happy birthday to John Kovalic, whom I first met at GenCon in 1991. I hope you have a good one, buddy!

Ya know, for an unemployed bum, I’ve got a fuckin’ busy day ahead of me. First up is a visit to Dr. Yen’s Anti-Psoriasis House Of Fun, then I have to ::REDACTED::…TWICE, then I have to buy groceries and pay (and by “pay” I mean “send a minimal token to”) some bills, THEN I’ve got to wash these two lovable but funky smelling hounds and THEN I have to wash dishes and laundry. I’ll let My Sweet Little Thirteen Lined Ground Squirrel Of Passion cook dinner.

And now, I’m outta here. More Blog-O-Rama later.