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Mise en Garde
Danger, danger, Mrs. Robinson.
Who doesn't love mushy peas?
Squish the Fish
A personal, and, yes, somewhat late, detour.
Really nothing this week. Sorry.
Four and Twenty?
The results of trying to bake a pie for some picky eaters.
Sweat It Out
Like Richard Simmons (tm), but... different. Not better, not worse. Just... different.
A Minor Convenience
A story about a community.
What is the Color of Hope?
It's not blue or yellow, let me tell you that. Not the book. Or is it?
Go Raibh Mile Maith Agaibh
Another quick break, while we have time.
We're back with our serialized book about not being pregnant (for men).
A Brief Interlude, without Pineapples
Just like what we said before, only less sugary.
A Brief Interlude, with Pineapples
Not quite what you'd expect.
The Man's Guide to Not Being Pregnant
The start of something beautiful. In a lot of ways.
A little story about some snow and some shoes and a mountain.
The Return of the Big, Bad Bruins
Now this is more like it... These are the Bruins I remember.
Fight Night at the Bingo Parlor
Don't mix participles with drink.
The Event 2
And now... on with the story.
For quality control purposes, coming on Tuesday this week.
The Ruins - A Little Review
A book review, for the sake of the Aussies.
Creepy Guy in the Basement 2
Haven't we done this one before?
Elaborate Rookie Hazing of Matsuzaka Getting Out of Hand
A true story, which is always the best kind. Especially when imbued with certain... untruths.
Captains of Industry
Are you one of them? You probably could be...
Silly Little Things on the Way to Your 20th Nervous Breakdown
Is it lyrical? I suppose, if you have a tin ear.
Los Carmelos para Todos!
You would be wise to stay away from deer with five legs.
An Inconsequential Turn of Phrase
It all starts on a cream puff holiday, whatever that means.
Be Good to Emmett
And be good to yourself, people.
A little bit of a 'thoughts' column this week, recovering from far too much food in Ireland.
Someone Had Better Clean That Up
I'm talking to you, you know.
Southwick Park Zoo: A Review, Part Three
Giraffes, tigers, and elephants, oh my!
Southwick Park Zoo: A Review, Part Two
A little bit of a review of a zoo. Part two. Make sure you really elongate those 'o's.
Southwick Park Zoo: A Review, Part One
A little bit of a review of a zoo. Make sure you elongate those 'o's.
The Reasonable Doubt
What inspires someone to make leaps of faith that would take them over the metaphorical mud puddle of despair? Money? Fame? Chocolate pudding?
The Gerbils in the Machine 2
What goes on behind those websites you surf, and that software you use is a lot more interesting than you might think... a true story?
The Gerbils in the Machine
What goes on behind those websites you surf, and that software you use is a lot more interesting than you might think..
A Wombat, the Sink, and How It Got There
We're also tardy this week, just less about calling it out. This one is... special.
Kind of what we are this week.
Not nearly as exciting as you might have hoped it be. Or exciting in the wrong kind of way.
Which see. So it goes.
The Straw that Broke the Camel's Back
And broke it damn well and good.
The Darkness Outside the Window
Who said darkness is always about cheerless, ruddy sorts of things? Wait, ruddy? Maybe not ruddy... maybe I meant bloody.
I do not want to hear any of this nonsense about fatty acids or tummy tucks.
And this, this is where we end our installment. But of what?
The prescription called for murder. Oooh.
When We Were Agile
It was a happier time... a time before... MURDER! Or something along those lines, anyway.
I Mean You No Harm
Like ice skating in an inner tube on the fall of a leaf into the pond of humanity. On a Tuesday.
Break on Through (or Hope You Don't) 2
And this wraps our little ditty about flying in a glass tube. Which is an experience we will all get to have, in the bright vision of a future I have.
Break on Through (or Hope You Don't)
As you may know, this one is about sky diving... in a glass tube. Not in the sky at all. Still.
An Imagined Board Meeting Conversation in Which the Board President is a Toddler
A short detour back to our good old screenwriting... well, not roots, but you know what we mean.