If you enjoy navigating labyrinths of links, this week’s blog posts should have given you oodles upon oodles of rabbit holes and choose-your-own-adventure-style antics. Celebrating the 20th anniversary of this site continues for the rest of the month, so more revisiting of the past will undoubtedly occur before we close the book on 2023. For now, a weekly recap to whet your Monday morning appetites…
The unexpected delight of the Thanksgiving season was this reunion with our favorite babysitter – I was out visiting my brother at the bowing alley before he went on with his band, when a blast from the past brought us back almost four decades.
Thanksgiving was adorned by this appropriately-named cactus.
All about the nog.(And someone just sent me an egg nog ice cream recipe – stay tuned… I’m like my own worst witch, fattening me up for the fire.)
Walk a mile in my shoes. I dare you.
Dispelling bleakness by any means necessary.
Something comes over people the moment they start driving through a Trader Joe’s parking lot. Something really bad. Something really stupid. Something really annoying as fuck.
One of those linkalicious labyrinths I spoke of earlier in the post – this is a look back at Decembers of the past. Don’t get lost. You’ve been warned.
It’s coming on Christmas – rock out with your cock out!
Another linky, labyrinthine experience may be found here, where the holiday strolls of the past are remembered out of sheer laziness instead of writing something new.
Time plays a part as we enter the last bit of the calendar year.
Without fanfare or hoopla or hype, I present this year’s Holiday Card.
Ben Cohen got naked for a good cause.
There were no new Dazzlers of the Day this past week, so send me some ideas of people who might thrill me, chill me, and fill me like a milkshake. ‘Tis the damn season.
