Oh, targeted advertising. What to do with you? I can manage the near-constant barrage of ads for bras for flat-chested women, industrial fiber supplements and…

As I’ve written here before, when the going gets tough, I dream about Nazis. This week, on the heels of what amounted to a full…

Last week I found a cracked egg on my doorstep. Turns out the chickens had escaped early one morning (probably because we forgot to close…

Apparently all I am getting from nine of the world’s hungriest and laziest chickens is 1-2 eggs a day. That’s it. I waited forever for…

These chickens have one job, and it’s not to crap all over my outdoor furniture. Four months in and there have been bags and bags…

Obviously, we are all still where we are, which is where we have all been since early March and THAT is the most philosophical I…