You know when grown-ups tell you everything's going to be fine, and you think they're probably lying to make you feel better?
Yes.
Everything's going to be fine.
Yes.
Everything's going to be fine.
Thursday, October 31
Trickle Treat
Only one group so far this Halloween. At this rate I'm going to be left to eat four pounds of chocolate by myself.
Only one group so far this Halloween. At this rate I'm going to be left to eat four pounds of chocolate by myself.
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Thursday, October 10
Where Oh Where Has My Screwdriver Gone?
So, one of the teeny-tiny screws on my distance pair of glasses has a habit of working loose over time, and I keep a teeny-tiny screwdriver to tighten it up again.
So, one of the teeny-tiny screws on my distance pair of glasses has a habit of working loose over time, and I keep a teeny-tiny screwdriver to tighten it up again.
The problem with teeny-tiny things, of course, is that you can't find the bastards when your glasses are broken.
Turns out that a steak knife serves the purpose nearly as well, and is a heck of a lot easier to find. (Just fumble around in the cutlery drawer until you start bleeding; that's the one you want.)
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