I picked Karma up from the vet for the last time today.
This is my last depressing note on the subject. More snark and poop jokes tomorrow.
Fuck you, cancer. Seriously. FUCK. YOU.
Leave my kitty cats alone, and go mess up Donald Trump or something.
I swear my son just said, “I will cut you.”
Maybe I should drop in on daycare on Monday.
Programming ATMega328 chips with my new USB programmer from @adafruit. How did you spend black Friday?
Dinner was delicious! Thanks, Honey(baked Ham store)!
Just exactly how snug is a bug in a rug?
Block an ad on Facebook and see “Is this your intellectual property?” Translation “Did we steal your photo to advertise something? Our bad.”
I feel like I’ve missed out on Movember, but I’m totally prepared for Bearduary.
I’m pretty sure the plural of Winklevoss is Winklevossen, not Winklevi.