http://sweasel.com Fri, 03 Jul 2009 22:57:28 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en    They work as a team. Dude on the left pinches scones; dude on the right clotted cream. I don't think the lady who owns them spends a whole lot on chicken feed or Friskies. Heh. Yeah. That's right. I managed to screw two posts out of this one time a few ... http://sweasel.com/archives/3985 ...and I look complete shit in a leather catsuit. We stopped for cream tea (!) one afternoon and this steam train (!) hooted down the tracks behind the parking lot. It isn't part of an antique steam fair or anything; that's a genu-wine scheduled train service. Toot toot! That wasn't today, though. ... http://sweasel.com/archives/3979 Not really. This is one of Scubafreak's six cats, coming along nicely, thank you. They'll be ready to harvest any day now. He's got a classified going out next week trying to rid himself of a few. If that doesn't work, what say we all pile into a rental car, ... http://sweasel.com/archives/3972 Some say the European Union is useless, but think again! Brussels is all that stands between the Great Hamster of Alsace and total annihilation. The Great Hamster (or European Hamster), Cricetus cricetus -- an animal substantially less fictional than the Giant Rat of Sumatra -- has been on the endangered ... http://sweasel.com/archives/3964 Got a little jammed up tonight. Ho ho ho. Bit of a pickle, really. Hee hee. Seriously. If I ever see another strawberry, I'm going to wrestle it to the ground, shove a thermometer where the sun don't shine and beat it to death with a wooden spoon. http://sweasel.com/archives/3960 Rupert the Deer, born two to three weeks prematurely by c-section after his mother was hit by a car. On second thought, don't follow the link -- despite the best care, Rupert didn't make it. Check out Smoothie the Squirrel instead, and join me in laughing at the misfortune of ... http://sweasel.com/archives/3954 I was going to post tonight about how I made my first strawberry jam, but I didn't make strawberry jam. I made a big smelly bowl of angry black napalm. Mmmm! So, seeing how much fun everybody was having geekin' out, I dared Uncle B to dig out his old ... http://sweasel.com/archives/3944 I bought my first computer in 1985. It was completely retarded. It could do nothing. But I didn't know that; I thought I was Buck Fucking Rogers. After several months of booting it up and staring at the C:> prompt, though, even I got a little restless. Then I went ... http://sweasel.com/archives/3931 I'm the best damn mouser in Badger House! w00t! Charlotte keeps bringing them in lightly injured -- mildly annoyed, really -- giving us a good look and then letting them loose in the livingroom to skitter around under the furniture, leap alarmingly in the air and scramble repeatedly over my ... http://sweasel.com/archives/3923 Yesterday was the summer solstice, the longest day of the year in our hemisphere. Thirty thousand hippies turned up at Stonehenge, but it was cloudy and they couldn't see the sun rise, so all they dressed up like assholes and got stoned. Oh, wait -- that's what they were going ... http://sweasel.com/archives/3912