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Time to Vent

Nasty here today…sticky, warm, windy…tornado weather. Which is not quite as bad as earthquake weather, mind you. Horrid week here at the homestead, hence the lack of posting. I work a full day, then pick the kids up from school, and start my second job as math teacher. This week is areas, volumes and conversions, [...]

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Warning

Listen, if you’re some fucktard leaving a comment on my site in a lame-ass attempt to raise your seriously misunderstood Google rankings, just fucking save it. My software is smarter than you are, for fuck’s sake, and it takes me about two seconds to confirm that your blither is indeed spam. Piss the hell off, [...]

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Oops, Forgot a Title

This is illegal. No, not the topless sunbathing, but rather the hoor sitting there with her tits hanging out asking guys to show her their penii. It’s fecking entrapment, and it’s illegal, and everyone involved needs to be up on charges. And the hapless firefighter…well, he needs to retire on the city’s dime, y’know? But [...]

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It Never Occurred to the Who’s to Get an Alarm System?

That Grinch would so be doing 5 to 10 for grand theft if they had. Last year the Boychild basically caught us dead to rights, and confirmed that there is *gasp* no Santa Claus. Last night we discovered he’s still frickin’ holding a grudge about it. “This lie is on your head,” he proclaimed, standing [...]

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Idiot Doctors, Moronic Magazine Editors, and Stupid, Stupid Little Girls

You have two in the family with penicillin allergies (the Husband and Boychild), and you relate this to the Nascent Doctor-Boy when you take the hacking Girlchild in to be seen last week. He says, “I’m not really worried about that,” goes right ahead and prescribes her amoxycillin. Then a few days later she breaks [...]

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You’re Not a Special Snowflake

I love email, I really do. It’s convenient, fast…and has completely and totally supplanted the telephone in our household. Except for Mom, of course. She was born in 1940…the telephone is still bleeding edge to her. *sigh* Some people seem to think that using email relieves them of the requirement to be polite in their [...]

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Schooling

Dear “celebrities” who are fucking LATE to this whole blogging thing: The entirety of your weblog is called a “blog.” A single fucking POST is not called a “blog.” It is called either a “post,” or an “entry,” as you like, but it is not fucking called a BLOG. You didn’t write five “blogs” on [...]

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Crimmas Music

I’m (a tiny bit) ashamed to admit that it took us until Season 2 to notice the television show “Bones.” The Boychild actually started watching it before we did, medical procedurals seem to fascinate him (hmm, maybe the medical profession…woot!). We started watching, were instantly hooked, picked up Season 1 on DVD, etc. etc. The [...]

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Pretend There’s a Title Here

So there I was, feeling all better after two weeks of hacking and sounding like Selma Diamond… Today’s coughing, while productive in the removing-crap-from-my-lungs department, has given me a spectacular headache, one of those that feels like fire when you turn/jar/move your head. No, I’m not thinking the P word, primarily because I’ve not once [...]

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This and That

Are you watching Tin Man on SCIFI? We’re only halfway through Part 1 so don’t spoil anything! (T, you’re rubbing off on me…) So far it is…surreal. The scene in Part 1 where they find the Tin Man still gives me the creeping shudders. It took a sick bastard to come up with that scenario. [...]

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