My wife’s glasses broke over the weekend. I fixed them, but then they broke again today. Again, we fixed them with superglue.
And managed to glue my fingers together.
I can’t even explain why I find this idea so hilarious. I just do.
It did rain during my walk Tuesday. Didn’t stop me, mind you, though I did cut my walk short to go home and cook dinner, though.
The Wife covered her phone case in Modge-Podge this evening. It’s…it’s so damn glittery.
It’s like this after every break, regardless of length. Three-day weekends have this effect. Regular weekends have this effect.
I bought a new car last week: a Ford Escape. It’s quite groovy, even if the name is goofy.
I have the flattest ass in the world. And yet, I appear to have lost some of it.
Comic will be double posted tomorrow night. I’m out of town, and the hotel doesn’t have wifi (well, doesn’t have free wifi; sorry, but I’m not paying $10 just to post a comic).
I apparently have a bald spot. I am not happy about it. I may have to stop cutting my hair so it’s not noticeable.
In the Wife’s defense, I do the exact same thing when talking about guitars. Every time.