Month: June 2018

I had a tuna sandwich for lunch today so the kitties got the water drained from the can.  Yum!

Somehow, in spite of living here my whole life, I’ve never made it to the Museum  of Bad Art in Davis Square.  Until tonight.  This painting spoke to me.  I don’t know what it said, but it was definitely one of my “favorites.”

I know.  I’ve posted them before.   But they are one of the best things about summer.  And those of you who think winter is better, I offer this as proof that you are wrong.

Don’t make the obvious joke.  Just be amused at the prescription label instructions.

Hanging out at this season’s first Farmers’ Market

My team at work gave me this box of chocolates today (along with a gift card for a manicure, coming soon),  with a note saying that they know this doesn’t make up for losing our vacation, but they hope these gifts will help.  I seriously work with awesome people.

Like you even need to ask who’d win this fight.

He has had it with these motherfuckin’ snakes on my motherfuckin’ desk

Me and Sam L., man.  We won’t take no shit.

Robin’s takin’ a bath.