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I got a labcoat for my birthday! Either he’s complimenting me on my spirit of inquiry, or he’s hinting that my cooking tastes like industrial effluent.

Don’t care. Like labcoats. Used to wear one for work and it hid a multitude of wardrobe shortcomings. Somewhere around here I have a WWII army surplus one where the snaps go down the shoulder like Dr Frankenstein.

What? Yes, we do call each other Weasel and Badger around the house.


Comment from durnedyankee
Time: May 12, 2021, 8:18 pm

Well, that certainly puts a new slant on the phrase.
“Stop badgering me!”
Could be worse I suppose, his given name could be Roger.

Oh, look, someone’s filter seems to be broken!
I’ll show myself out then shall I?

Comment from Anonymous
Time: May 12, 2021, 10:15 pm

“Stop badgering me!”

“What a weasel!”

The jokes just write themselves…

Comment from PatAZ
Time: May 13, 2021, 1:19 am

It even has a pencil slot. I like it.

Comment from durnedyankee
Time: May 13, 2021, 10:19 am

Did he get you a clipboard?
And you’ll need to wear your hair up in a tangled bun.
And of course he’s going to have to dash around, in a dashing fashion, dressed in some sort of flying service battle dress or African explorer outfit, no pith helmets though.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: May 13, 2021, 2:00 pm

He does indeed badger, and I have a tendency to weasel. Not to put too fine a point on it, I’m a sneak.

Comment from M
Time: May 13, 2021, 2:48 pm

This is one of the greatest “gifts from spouse” I have seen. He really gets you. That’s sweet. Disgustingly sweet. Congrats and happy birthday. 🙂

Comment from BJM
Time: May 13, 2021, 4:05 pm

Awww…youse guys are so cute and weird (in a good way).

I’m always a little awed and amazed that in spite of long odds, we find our life partners.

@durned…I haz a real surplus Africa Corp pith helmet, wear it on the lawn mower. Makes me feel all jaunty.

Comment from JC Collins
Time: May 15, 2021, 8:17 am

The white lab coat is an amazing thing. When I worked as a lab tech, I was issued 5, to last through the year. Well, the ‘year’ was the calendar year, so I was soon issued another 5. What to do, what to do. Keep one (sprayed with ScotchGard)in the trunk of the car? check. Print ‘IGOR’ over teh yoke? Check. Tie-Dye? Check. Break into secure government installations whilst carrying a clipboard?

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