I'm a pretty big fan of my dog. I personally bathe him and clean his ears and have spent an ungodly amount of money on his propensity to injure himself. Our house and yard are littered with dog beds and…
A couple days ago my favorite blogger, dooce, told an amusing story about how she scientifically and irrefutably proved that microwave-safe plastic bowls cannot withstand the magma-hot intensity of fresh bacon grease. Nice work, Heather. The world owes you big…
When my husband is out of town (which is often) I get lazy about a lot of things. For instance, all the shoes I wear in about a 2 week period end up in the living room because I can't…
Way back in aught-nine, I came across an impressive piece of artwork, but could not discover its meaning. Was it the logo for a new band? A bacon-themed apparel company? A sea-faring crew of pork consumers? Today the mystery was…
What happens when a health-conscious mom suddenly finds herself in charge of a junk food-loving family? Hilarity ensues, of course. Thanks, Bruce, for the biggest laugh I've had all week.
I live in California, a state notorious world-wide for being non-smoking. Anytime we run into a French person (and that could happen anywhere), they guess where we're from when we decline their offer of a cigarette. Whether in Central America…