Week one of vacation has been lovely as always. With the beautiful red sands of PEI so warm and friendly, we’ve made our way to beautiful Halifax to see family and buy hundreds of dollars worth of bulk liquor to get the wedding bar prepared. Sharkbait, I also have a
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Subsequent GTD Reflections (Non-Union, Boricua Edition)
Hola fellow DFO'er. Hope you're well today. And thanks for coming back even though GTD is off on vacation abroad with Mrs. Decision—Happy Anniversary Woooo! I trust they’re having a great time and enjoying a prime marriage event: being in international waters with no brood in sight. Slammin’. On the local
Friday Morning Brain Farts/Carpenter Jorb
In lieu of actual prose, here's some randomness to waste time while waiting for DJ 3000 to reload munitions from last night's operations the playlist. I semi-successfully managed to get through my first week as a 9-1-1 operator without causing any serious harm. So, that's a plus. Somehow I've managed to
A Thursday Afternoon Carpenter Existential Experience!
Your “How the Hell Is it Mardi Gras?” Open Night Chatty-Chat
Seriously. T-Swift can'y even stand yet after post-Owl celebrations her and Travis have been doing, and it's friggin' Lent tomorrow. On Valentine's Day! Anyway, it's Mardi Gras tonight, so NAWLINS had to have been weirder than normal this past weekend/week. I'm grew up Catholic, and now generously describe myself as "lapsed" at
Your Yinzer/Wing How Did We Get Here Playoff Afternoon Thread
Well... For the life of me, I still cannot piece together this season. We saw QB2s all the way to QB102, all of which were still better than Uncle Jack Pickett, Kissin' Tittay Truthbisket, and especially MILF Hunter Z. As always, our pugilist, law-talkin' aquatic mammal's write up about the weekend's
