Hello! I’m back! Did you miss me?
Okay, I didn’t really go anywhere, but the principle stands.
As you might imagine, first day back, it’s been a howling bumhole of a day, but I couldn’t forget you, my imaginary internet friends. My bestest imaginary internet friends.
I passed this guy afternoon. No lie. He was walking up the sidewalk on a fairly rural road. I was, like, “holy shit — did you see that?” And everyone else was like, “What?” And I’m like, “you’re kidding me — there was a guy walking up the road with a giant cross on wheels!”
I assume it was this guy. There can’t be too many of them. I didn’t remember his face being old, but I only got a glimpse. Since that article is over two years old, he has now hauled that thing across upwards of 19 countries for almost thirty years. Huh.
Anyway, my thoughts on the election later. For now, rested and happy to be back.
May 11, 2015 — 10:43 pm
Well, there we go. I hope I had a good time. Normal service will resume Monday.
See you then!
May 8, 2015 — 12:00 pm
If you haven’t seen in before, enjoy Girl Drink Drunk. Don’t cut yourself on those pixels!
May 7, 2015 — 12:00 pm
Probably not. While April was unusually warm and pleasant, we’re predicted cold and windy for the beginning of May.
If we get a nice day, I’d like to hit a few gardens. There are still some stately homes inside our day-trip range that we haven’t visited. It’s peak time for bluebells in the woods and the rhododendrons are just coming into play.
Or, you know, pizza and shoot-’em-ups. It’s all good.
May 6, 2015 — 12:00 pm
Ask not how Weasel holds those maracas. Ask how she holds all that Dos Equis.
May 5, 2015 — 12:00 pm
Today is a public holiday in Britain. It isn’t actually my birthday, but that blessed day is early in May, so I reckon it’s a good time to TAKE THE WEEK OFF!
Oh, nothing special. I’ve got a stack of books, some really unhealthy food and lots of booze. Also, Far Cry 4 and Shadow of Morder and a bunch of other games I’ve never cracked open (stupid Steam sales!).
I’ll be around, though. If something interesting comes up, I’ll be ready wit de Photoshop. Meanwhile, enjoy five dumb pictures of weasels I’ve queued up just for you.
May 4, 2015 — 12:00 pm
So, do you? Remember Ric Locke?
He was a blogger and occasional commenter here who self-published an entertaining scifi book called Temporary Duty.
It sold well enough that he spent his last days arguing with the IRS. Yes, sadly, that rat bastard cancer got him in the Summer of 2012.
Welp, I got an email earlier this week from a dude called Yuris Daudish, who read Ric’s book and thought it deserved a public fandom. He put out the call for anybody who might have had dealings with Ric who could share anecdotes or insights into the man or the book. Or might want to join the discussion forum. I promised to go through what emails we traded back in the day to see if anything interesting turns up — and to spread the word to any reader here who might have had some interaction.
I can’t help thinking how pleased Ric would’ve been. Good weekend, all!
March 13, 2015 — 9:05 pm
Happy Friday the 13th! Alert readers may recall that sweasel.com went live on Valentine’s Day 2007, making tomorrow this blog’s eighth birthday.
Alas, Drew doesn’t get dick, but everybody gets a big, wet weasel smooch RIGHT! ON! THE! MOUTH! Thanks for being here. Have an awesome weekend!
p.s. Oh, yeah. Tomorrow’s our sixth wedding anniversary, too. Can you believe it?
February 13, 2015 — 9:51 pm
Thanks to the various pre-Christmas sales, I’ve got a glut of unplayed games waiting for my attention but, goshdarnit, I enjoyed Far Cry 3 so much, I’m playing it through again. Just the really fun bits.
Should I worry that my “really fun bits” were finding a comfy perch on a high hillside and picking off pirates with a heavily modified sniper rifle? Mmmmmmnah.
Anyway, I declare the holidays officially begun. Expect blogging to be light and lame for the duration. That’s my promise to you!
Good weekend, and let ‘er rip!
December 19, 2014 — 9:57 pm
Geez, sorry you guys. We went to the movies tonight and I didn’t queue up a post beforehand because I didn’t realize how long the movie was going to be.
We went to see Interstellar. It was only three hours long, but we aged a hundred and fifty years.
That was Uncle Badger’s joke.
December 5, 2014 — 11:58 pm