It’s funny that some times it’s the most obvious things that escape you.
I have known Tattooed Dad since the mid-90’s. We’ve been through a lot together, and have definitely had our trying times (listed, in much of their ugly neon glory right here on this blog).
What I don’t always say, or don’t [...]
We’re having a very quiet weekend: naturally, being as that my car is still MIA. Due to the utter graciousness and generosity of a friend of ours I have a reliable car that is reasonably good in snow, (yes, I do have rental insurance, but they allow for $30/day which will get me a [...]
a virtual shout out to everyone who has been supportive during the shit from the last few days.
I don’t know if I’ll get the car back (one of the folks on the street cheerily announced that there is a chop shop a couple of towns from here: WTF would they want with a [...]
Unlike the cluster-fuck of having a car stolen (and being flatly unable to replace it), or feeling simply awful about one’s abilities, or lack thereof (even if that lack is purely one’s own opinion)…
Danny Elfman, whom I adore, and whom I think is interesting had this to say to a graduating class. It didn’t [...]
If you are a regular reader of Tattooed Dad’s blog, you’ll already know this: last night around 11:15 PM my car, a beat up 2002 Saturn VUE was stolen right out of our driveway.
We missed the culprits by less than 10 minutes, as TD went to walk our cattledog at 11:30. The police arrived within [...]
As is my wont, I have been reliving my recent experiences at the NIN and Voltaire shows. I don’t think I want to be famous, really, but I would like to be friends with someone famous. And not because they could do for me, but because in some sense they seem to be [...]
I’ve been percolating this post through the filter/seive that is my brain for, oh, a week or two. Since Christmas anyway. My mom, Our Lady of Perpetual Motion, went to visit my sister and brother and family a state away on the Saturday after the holiday, as both Tattooed Dad and I had [...]
