Working on the second Hazzard book, a collection of short stories. Writing an introduction is pretty damn complicated, and it’s been a struggle to get it done.
#978 – Shilling For Oscar-Mayer
The cats love baloney, it seems. And the Wife is tremendously susceptible to their baloney-begging wiles.
#977 – Pungee Sticks
Every few months, we seem to just run out of forks. This is the only explanation for why.
C’mon, buy my book, for cryin’ out loud.
#976 – In the Arms of the Angel
Those commercials are total sob stories that always get ya right in the gut.
#975 – Two-Hour Delay
I kind of love having two-hour delays. I can totally make it to work by 10:00 am every morning.
As ever, my book is available for your purchase and enjoyment.
#974 – Ewww
The last time we babysat the Wee Baby Donovan, the poor thing was sick. And full of snot. So much snot.
Y’know what’s not full of snot? My book!
#973 – How Cold Is It?
So cold your breath will freeze! Or school will have a delayed opening in the morning.
Sketches From Memory 