When I was a kid, I would sometimes spend the night at the firehouse where my dad worked — station 9, which is up a steep hill from my house.
You may also like
No, I’m not pitiful at all
Dog barks. I go to the living room to see what’s happening. UPS truck parked outside neighbor’s house. I stand there staring through the front window at cute UPS guy wearing shorts. Tuesday at Gene’s [more...]
December 20, 2005
I knew this cooking thing was just a trap
My electric bill just came, and it’s about $40 higher than I would have usually expected. I’m a pretty power-efficient guy, my total usage per month is down around 700kWh, which I think is pretty damned good [more...]
April 14, 2023
They miss us
Stimpy is our “neighborhood” cat. He roams around visiting everyone, hanging out for a while then moving on. He was once the pet of my neighbor across the street, but really spent most of his time a few [more...]
August 18, 2007
