I came home from work and saw that I had a card taped to my door.  I recognized Gordon's handwriting on it.  "How nice," I thought, "my first card of the season."

I opened it and was stunned.

Curious?


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Bits and pieces

or,

Very artificial tree

I decided to make my own Christmas cards, as well as a holiday newsletter.  I thought that it would be nice to adorn them with holiday stickers, but I couldn't find any at the three stores I visited.  Carol told me that she had a sticker maker, so she, Laura, Laura's friend DeAnn, and I started hacking up our ( Read more... )

The Handyperson ( Read more... )

How preposterous ( Read more... )

Pants-less Gordon ( Read more... )

Even I am blown away

or,

Chief Pretzel Slinger

Gordon knocked on my door tonight to tell me that the lady next door to me will be moving out, as her moms (her roommate) is going into a nursing home.  Seriously, Gordon is so damn nosy even I am blown away.

Evidently, when James went to talk to Mr. Stucchi yesterday, Mr. Stucchi was asking him about ( Read more... )

Pretzel Slinger

or,

No shame whatsoever

Let me tell you about Mr. Stucchi. Mr. Stucchi (not his real name, of course) is Jeffrey's business partner.  He's an old Indian guy who smiles incessantly and shows off his tiny teeth that look like they were filed. Well, I should say that's how it used to look.  Then, he went and obtained a set of falsies ( Read more... )

I was supposed to go see a psychic today, but I reneged. For one thing, I didn't feel like parting with $50 for something that wouldn't even get me drunk, and for another, I was at the bar and didn't feel like leaving. It was, after all, like two in the afternoon on Saturday ( Read more... )

Even more nosey than I am ( Read more... )

The long awaited return of Alexandra

or,

The Parking Goddess

Last night, the ever-elusive
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